So I went to my doctor today with the intention of seeking out therapy for the depression-like symptoms I've been dealing with for maybe 4 or 5 years (why i waited till now? idk). So after explaining all the stuff I've been experiencing, he decided that the best way to deal with it was by spending more time with God... He went on and on about how he "dealt with the same thing" when he was my age, and how he was worried he wouldn't get into medical school, how reading the Bible would eventually get rid of these symptoms. After maybe 5 minutes of this (it doesn't help when your doctor has A.D.D. as well) I finally pipe up and say that the last time I was feeling like this I attempted suicide, and that I had been thinking about it lately. And that, ladies, gentlemen, and other, is when my doctor finally realized that Jesus might not have been enough, and he diagnosed me with severe depression. I don't mean to make light of a sensitive subject, but the keyword here must have been "suicide." The only reason I didn't bring it up sooner was because I knew that although I had thoughts of suicide, I could never subject the people around me to the heartbreak it would cause. Also, I was really nervous to talk about it with my doctor because he's usually quite cynical, plus I was hesitant to bring it up around my mom, who was with me at the time (I really hate making people worry about me).
I guess the point of my rant is that I think we should leave Jesus out of medicine. If I wanted that sort of prescription, I would have gone and talked to my church leader