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Freedom From Mental Illness

  • Writer: Daizha Rae
    Daizha Rae
  • May 24
  • 6 min read

Updated: Sep 2

My Journey Through Multiple Diagnosis, Dozens of Medications, and How Jesus Set Me Free

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Mental illness is not a life sentence. Healing is real. Jesus still delivers.

i just want to be normal..


I know that voice. The one that whispers, "I wish l could just be normal."

The voice that echoes every time you take another pill or have another appointment.

I know what it's like to live under the weight of labels - bipolar disorder, schizophrenic, major depressive disorder, anxiety, multiple personality disorder, PTSD - and feel trapped with no hope for tomorrow.


But there is something I want you to know today.


You are NOT a medical chart.

You are NOT the list of conditions someone else has placed on your identity.

You are NOT broken.


You are BECOMING.



MY TESTIMONY: DIAGNOSED, DRUGGED UP, & DESPERATE


There was a time where I was diagnosed with over 7 different mental illnesses, taking over a dozen of meds per day - or at least that's what the doctors recommended.


Depression. Anxiety. PTSD. Bipolar. Manic. You name it.


I was drowning in labels, but the hardest part was the recurring thought of "Is this really how I'm going to spend the rest of my life?"


In this darkest season of my life, I encountered Jesus and He miraculously set me free.

"If the Son gives you freedom, you are free!" ~ John 8:36

medication is not the enemy...shame is


Let's be clear: I am not here to demonize medication.

I am NOT telling you to quit your meds, throw them in the trash, or "just pray it away."

That's dangerous and irresponsible - and for some it could be life threatening.


What I am saying is that medication: ✅ Is a tool, NOT a trap.

✅ A resource, NOT a replacement for healing.

✅ A support, NOT your identity.


There is absolutely no shame in needing help.


BREAKING THE STIGMA AROUND MENTAL HEALTH MEDICATION


What broke me wasn't the pills.

It was the inner shame I carried for needing them just to function.

It was feeling that I was weak and powerless.


❌ I had no energy to get out of bed.

❌ I couldn't think clearly.

❌ I couldn't show up for myself.

❌ I felt like a total failure.


And that shattered me.


Deep down, I wondered:

Will I be like this forever? Will I ever get better? Why can't I just be "normal" like everyone else?

it's okay to not be okay


If you've ever stared at your medicine bottle and felt disgusted with yourself - I've been there.


If you have ever cried out in frustration taking another pill, wondering if it will ever end - I see you.


Here is what I have learned throughout my journey of healing:

👉🏽 Needing help doesn't make you weak.

👉🏽 Taking medication doesn't mean you're broken.

👉🏽 Medication is not a life sentence. Freedom is available.


You ARE worthy.

You ARE strong.

And this is not the end of your story.


how i transitioned off of medication


⚠️ Disclaimer: This is not medical advice. This is my personal story.


Let's be clear: I am not here to advise you to stop taking your medication.


That is a deeply personal decision, and can be dangerous without wisdom, and a clear leading from God.


But here is what did happen in my case:


I stopped because God led me to.


Was it cold turkey?

Yes.


But it was not a rebellious decision.

It was just reality.


I was already inconsistent with taking my medication - not because I didn't care, but because honestly it was a lot to keep up with.


I wasn't trying to be careless - I was mentally exhausted.

Trying to track multiple prescriptions, all with different dosages, times, and side effects...it felt like a full-time job when i was already struggling to function.


I'd easily forget.

I'd get sidetracked. I'd miss a dose.

And then I'd feel guilty and irresponsible.


I didn't stop taking meds to prove a point.

I stopped because I was already slipping - and the Holy Spirit met me where I was at.


It was in that place, I started to hear him whisper:

Let them go. You will be okay.

Not because I had it all together, but because I knew the one who did.

I had an amazing support system.

Friends, family, and accountability who were not afraid to tell me if I was not okay.


So, no - this is not a "just stop taking your meds and trust in Jesus post."


It's a "seek God for you own route" message.

It's a "you don't have to be stuck forever" message.

And it's an invitation to ask the same questions I did when God started nudging my heart.


ask him to reveal your personal path

We don't serve a one-size-fits-all kinda God - we serve a God who meets us personally.

So instead of comparing your journey, ask this simple question:


Lord, what is your will for my mental health? Will you reveal my personal path to freedom?

Then - wait. Listen. Journal. Pray.

Don't make impulsive changes - make Spirit-led ones.

"We are confident that God listens to us if we ask for anything that has His approval." ~ 1 John 5:14

how god led me to freedom (and what's helping me stay there)


I am living proof that healing is possible - and I don't say that to boast.

I say it because I know what it's like to feel hopeless...

...and I need you to know. God is still writing your story.


These were not overnight solutions, but they've become a part of a consistent, holistic, Spirit-led journey towards freedom.


Here's what worked for me:


1. Holistic Wellness

I stopped treating my symptoms like the bad guy, and started nurturing my soul, spirit, and body.


Healing became a safe haven -not a punishment.


🏃🏽‍♀️ 2. Physical Activity

Daily walks turned into sacred moments with God.

Strength training helped me to release my emotions.

And movement helped me to reconnect with myself.


🍓 3. Eating Healthier

The goal was never perfection. The goal was always progress.

Gradually trading junk food for healthy alternatives gave my brain and body what it was desperately searching for.


📝 4. Journaling & Creativity

Whether I was processings emotions, writing songs, or journaling my prayers- putting a pen to paper was therapeutic for me.

I was able to hear God clearly and to reconnect with self.

Music, writing, and art became outlets for me. No longer was I desperate to escape.


🙏 5. Prayer & The Word

This wasn't just "read a Bible verse a day and get better."

It was diving deep into worship and discovering God.

It was reading through the book of Psalm and realizing David experienced depression too.


🤝 6. Supportive Community & Therapy

I had to stop isolating myself and get out of the house.

God send people in my life who didn't try to "fix me" - they just loved me.

I was able to be vulnerable and see that I was never really alone.


Therapy played a key role in helping me to develop coping skills, tear down lies, and break toxic cycles.

(👉🏽 Not sure where to begin with therapy? This post is for you. Read all about it here.)


you're not broken, you're becoming


Your mental illness is not a death sentence.

Your story doesn't end with a label.

You are not your diagnosis. You are not weak for needing help. You are not faithless because you struggle.

You are loved. You are worthy. You are capable.


Healing rarely happens overnight - sometimes it looks like daily obedience.

But whether you're on medication, in the process of coming off, or miraculously free - you belong here.


A prayer FOR FREEDOM & EMBRACING GOD'S lOVE


God,

I release the shame I've carried for needing help.

I am not a failure. I am not broken beyond repair.

Your word says that I am fearfully and wonderfully made - and that includes my mind.

Help me to see myself the way you see me.

Lead me with wisdom, and surround me with support.

I trust Your timing, Your healing, and Your love.

In Jesus name, Amen.


let's walk together in wholeness


If this post resonated with you, I'd love to invite you to keep walking this journey with me:


Remember sis...


You are not alone.

You are not too much for God.

And you don't have to figure this out on your own.


Freedom is real.

Healing is possible.

And your life is so far from over.


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