Don’t Treat Depression with a Band Aid

Don’t Treat Depression with a Band Aid

“No one understands.”
“I’m all alone.”
“I can’t risk sharing my pain with anyone.”

Have you ever had thoughts like those before? I have. Can I tell you a secret? Those aren’t your thoughts. Those are thoughts whispered to you by an enemy who seeks to steal from you, kill you, and destroy your very being. He is a liar and he hates you. He only wants to hurt you and if he can do it by lying to you and convincing you that you are alone and that no one understands you and your pain, then he will. [more]

I Understand

I Understand

“This. ALL of this! This. Is. Me. My God, for the past 25 years, this has been me!”

This was the message I received after one reader started reading an early edition of my book, “Hope Prevails: Insights From a Doctor’s Personal Journey Through Depression.”

Another said, “You spoke straight to my heart and soul, yet it was like you were sitting right here beside me.”

As more individuals read the message that God had given me to share from my heart, the more I realized that what we all want, what we all need is to know we aren’t alone; that someone understands. [read more]

Birthday Surprise

Birthday Surprise

Happy birthday! I walked into the room full of surprise. All of my friends were there in party hats. I saw a large cake in the center of the room. I walked towards it and someone cut me a piece. Everyone was wishing me a happy birthday. I saw a pile of gifts sitting on a fold out table. I opened one to find a Bible. I put it in my pocket, it would be useful later. [more]

Seven Ways to Avoid Being Driven to Distraction

Seven Ways to Avoid Being Driven to Distraction

Dear Dr. B,
I get so easily distracted that it keeps me from being more effective in my personal and professional life. How can I keep my mind from wandering or being distracted by a million things?
Sincerely,
Driven to Distraction

Dear Distracted,
Everyone gets distracted from time to time, but it sounds like what you are describing is more than an occasional distractibility. [more]

Before and After

Before and After

I looked into her eyes and she stared back at me, yet I hardly recognized her. When had that happened? The years had taken their toll. Her skin was no longer as smooth, and creases were worn deep at the corners of her eyes and lips. She no longer had that youthful glow, but it was okay because she looked back at me with eyes of knowing and wisdom that came only through experience. Her face told the real story: that “after” only comes when there is a “before.” [more]