Probably much less holy than thou

I'm a Catholic who's been distanced from the Church for a few years. I didn't grow up Christian; I converted of my own accord in my late teens. I sometimes feel like, since I didn't grow up as very religious or around people who are very religious, I have the faith but I don't actually know how to live it. I had to step away from the Church because it was pulling me places emotionally that rammed straight into the depression and anxiety that I've lived with for most of my life, and I didn't know how to fix things.

Part of the problem, I think, is because I haven't met many people who understand theology and mental illness at levels that were useful to me. I'm used to being like Allie Brosh and her goldfish (the bit that begins "And that's the most frustrating thing about depression"). No, see, that is a solution for a different problem than the one I have.

( So I've struggled with this for a while, but a friend and a book have given me new thoughts on handling mental illness while being Christian )