I recently had coffee with a lovely young college graduate, a writer who has been dealing with intense anxiety, anxiety that has latched onto her faith and forced her into a position of crisis. We talked about medication and therapy, about how there is nothing to be ashamed of, about how even scripture can be twisted and used against us.
Then she said, “The way my mind goes so quickly? That’s why I think I can write. I’m scared that if I start taking medication, I’ll lose that.”
That’s a fear I could definitely relate to!
I told her, “I think just as quickly now as I did before treatment– only now, it’s productive. Before, my brain was spinning its wheels. I was thinking in circles, thinking all the time but never really getting anywhere. Now I can think productively. I can focus on things that are important.
“I still think deeply– in fact, more deeply in some areas, since I’m no longer terrified of thoughts.”
So, did treatment change me?
Yes, but for the better.