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Trishie
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May I ask you for prayer for my husband, please. His life is difficult. Several years ago when he was 43 he had a complete stress breakdown. He had the strongest will, so persevered beyond the point of return to health and has never been able to work since. If there’s such a thing as chronic fatigue, he has that, together with constant pain from arthritis. He can endure little aural or visual (name removed by moderator)ut and I surpress my tendency to enthusiasm around him so as not to exhaust him. One can’t speak much and not in much detail about anything or it stresses him out and can give him headaches. In the end, after many treatments psychiatrists gave up on him as the percent who never recover. He had gone for help some years before final breakdown, because he was troubled by his anger and aggressiveness, as he was driven and a total perfectionist, but he didn’t change his ways, only if anything became more obsessive.
He never imagined he’d ever stop working, so it continues to pain him to feel useless. He always had to acheive, even on weekends. We lost our home after his breakdown as the interest rates were over 17% at that time, thus he doesn’t have a garden to wander in, just the flat where we rent. He is a good man, incredibly so in some ways and he’d step in front of a bullet to protect any of us. When asked by one psychiatrist, “…, what broke your heart?” he a convert who had given his best to his practice of the faith (from which he lapsed many years ago), replied, “God did. I tried my very best and there was no response.” One might have the answers for that, but to a practical man who gave his best in everything always, it doesn’t cut ice. I simply pray for him. He has depression, of course. I do what I can in little ways to make him feel cherished and a bit easier, bandaid stuff really. Will you pray for him, please. Thank you, Trishie
He never imagined he’d ever stop working, so it continues to pain him to feel useless. He always had to acheive, even on weekends. We lost our home after his breakdown as the interest rates were over 17% at that time, thus he doesn’t have a garden to wander in, just the flat where we rent. He is a good man, incredibly so in some ways and he’d step in front of a bullet to protect any of us. When asked by one psychiatrist, “…, what broke your heart?” he a convert who had given his best to his practice of the faith (from which he lapsed many years ago), replied, “God did. I tried my very best and there was no response.” One might have the answers for that, but to a practical man who gave his best in everything always, it doesn’t cut ice. I simply pray for him. He has depression, of course. I do what I can in little ways to make him feel cherished and a bit easier, bandaid stuff really. Will you pray for him, please. Thank you, Trishie
