BlueTraneSenior Contributor
Update: Losing my religion, finding Hope and Deliverance
My struggle with schizoaffective disorder has sometimes been eased by holding onto my religious faith, but I often fell into religious delusions that brought great pain. So where am I now? Well, I'm not a Catholic, a Christian, or anything at this point—it's all up in the air for me. I have my family and friends, and I practice mindfulness, meditation, and gratitude. I'm holding onto hope that I'll find something to believe in. I have faith that there's a greater calling for me to discover, whether or not it takes the form of spirituality or a religious community. For now, I'm enjoying being a free thinker, free from the burden of trying to fit a square peg into a round hole. The constant cognitive dissonance I experienced as a queer Catholic was quite traumatic, and now that it's no longer weighing on me, I'm free to explore new relationships and paths in life.