God + Therapy = Healing
God + Therapy = Healing By: LaTasha Williams I never thought I would be here—not just writing this, but living. Truly living. There was a time when I wasn’t sure if I would make it. Depression had me in a chokehold, dragging me into a darkness I didn’t know how to escape. Time felt like a blur. I couldn’t tell if I was coming or going. Some days I can’t even remember at all, and that’s still hard for me to accept. Before it all, I was the person everyone knew as fun, loud, and full of life. The one who could make a whole room laugh, who loved people deeply, who had a passion for life. And then, suddenly, I wasn’t. I didn’t understand how I got there. All I knew was that I woke up one day and I wasn’t me anymore. I was drowning in something I didn’t have words for. I asked God over and over again, Why me? Why this? I didn’t recognize myself, and I didn’t know how to find my way back. It felt like I was suffocating in a place that no one else could see. I remember crying out to God...