*Disclaimer: This post is not meant to be a cry for help or pity. As a writer, my goal is to write only the truth.
I can’t believe I’m doing this, but 2019 and I have some promises we need to keep.
Truth: I struggle depression and (sometimes) suicidal thoughts. Yes, I’m an anti depressant and see therapists. With the new brain injury that looms over my life, it’s even harder to climb out of “the hole”. I used to go on a walk or do something active to get out, but now it’s not possible. So, I’ve learned to talk to it. No, not audibly, but I ask questions. I’ve found that by talking back, I claim authority over my thoughts and I’m able to SLOWLY get out of the hole. Slow and steady….. that’s what “they” say about everything. I decided to write this blog post because I know I’m not alone. I know that depression knocks you down and you can’t get up. When you’re down, its good to ask questions and know you’re not alone. Suffering is the common thread that binds us together and makes us stronger.
Thank you so much for reading. Namaste.