“What mental health needs is more sunlight, more candor, and more unashamed conversation.”Glenn Close
Yes. The struggle is real. Some people have commented that I lead a very private public life. Or is it that I lead a very public private life. Either way, I’ve been told that I shouldn’t share this stuff, the deepness of my life, so broadly and so publicly. And maybe they think their advice is correct. For them, that is.
I’m going to go on a bit of a tangent here and I want to be clear, I am in no way judging people for what works for them. We all have our own moments and our own struggles and our own ways of dealing with or avoiding what happens to and through us and our lives. The tangent I wanted to go on here is that when a professional athlete bows out of a competition, something they’ve trained their whole lives for, a moment where they’re supposed to be at the pinnicle of their life, when they say they’re checking out because of the strain life has placed upon them in their moment. The world celebrates their couurage, the world celebrates their bravery. They do the circuit of TV News shows, and everyone goes back to their own little world and we move on.
However, when we “normals” lose something important to us, when we’re pushed to the very end of our tether, when we’re pulling at our leash, when there’s no one who is seemingly prepared to help us, when we are certain we know what we know and everyone else chalks it up to someone being overly dramatic, or their just being – pardon the term – crazy.
So, yes, we should continue to support those who have the microphone, the spotlight, the followers, to keep the conversation in the spotlight, however, it’s up to us, where the “rubber meets the road” so to speak to keep the pressure on, to normalize mental health and decrease the stigma around mental health issue, so that we can talk about the issues, so we can band together, so we don’t hold those people who are struggling, like myself, every day, with their own mental prison. Some of us cover it up incredibly well, and some of us break down.
Now I’m going to take you on a journey in the next few weeks. I’m going to bare my soul so to speak. Just the mere thought of this makes my stomach double over in knots. I thought of it this way. What have I got to lose? What have I got to gain?
So I’m placing all my faith in you internet world. That we can have a respectful conversation about all this, that I can trust in you, and in return you can trust in me. I’m going to take you on a journey of me, from my Point of View – And I’m going to try, with every fiber of my being, to share with you the good days, and the bad days. Lately, the good have outnumbered the bad. But I’ve come from a dark place.
This pain is real. This pain is paralyising. It is my sincere hope not to level blame in any one direction. Rather, I am hoping to channel all my hurt into a positive force. A force for good.
I hope you will join me on this adventure. I would love it if you did. I would love it if you wanted to share your stories with me, too. Let’s let our light shine together, even in the darkness. Even when we “Just CANNOT” do it anymore, let’s lean in on each other. And let’s hope – and if you’re the type – pray – together that we can grow together, that we can heal together, and that when we’re feeling like there is no one on our side, when we’re all alone in the world — Let us know that we are not.
I will be here for you. Even if I have nothing to offer but a shoulder to cry on or a kind word, I’ll be here.
I’m worth it. You’re worth it.
You are loved. even when you’re feeling like you’re not.
— Please note, I am not a professional mental health therapist, nor am I a doctor. I’m just a regular joe who has seen some things, learned some things, heard some things, and done some things. Let’s be strong(er) together.