“What kept me from going over the edge was a combination of things: therapy, medication, the love of my family, and yes, my faith. But faith isn’t a cure-all. It’s not a magic wand that makes everything better. It’s a foundation—a rock to hold on to when the storms of life rage. But I recognize that for some, even that rock feels out of reach.

We need to break the stigma around mental health, especially in communities where faith plays a central role. Depression isn’t a sign of weak faith, and seeking help isn’t a lack of belief. God expects us to use the tools available to us—whether that’s therapy, medication, or simply talking to someone who understands.”