Dear God,

    I've been tested. I have failed here and there, as you know, but this is getting a little ridiculous. Please grant the health care professionals the wisdom and the humility they need to stop pushing Bipolar narratives and narratives about other professionals. I think they're getting there, but they may need some help, especially if my family is feeding them false narratives. 

    Grant the Health Department of the good State of South Carolina the wisdom it needs to stop wasting time and resources dealing with this little circus. To see that it does not help anyone. To see that if the doctors simply open their ears and close their mouths, they might save themselves some time and grief. Grant them the wisdom and the patience to keep my medicine filled. Thank you for the things that help me be what you intended and to follow your plan. Thank you for the strength, patience, and fortitude to wade through this nonsense. I really don't enjoy making people miserable. Maybe a few less surprises?

    Grant my family the wisdom and serenity to stop this nonsense. Thank you for showing me the way to a job that I seem to enjoy, as humble as it is. Thank you for inspiring me to write stories and poems. Help me to avoid misplacing trust as I have done with numerous individuals. Grant me peace and a quiet life. 

    Help people see beyond all these labels and beyond all the narratives and beyond all the symptoms to see that I am a person just like them. Just someone finding their way. Help me to focus on what I am good at and being me. Help people see that I am on the path, even though I cannot predict the future. Help them see that this has not been fun for me either. 

    Help me keep my calm and serenity. Help me find my humor and cheer. Keep us all safe and not at each other's throats. 

Amen

P.S. I think we're all getting there but I'm not sure, so maybe check in from time to time? I'll be in touch.