You Are Not Alone.
20 Apr
This post is dedicated to a friend of mine who is going through a really rough time right now.
It is written in memory of an old Me who once suffered in silence and self-afflicted isolation, afraid that in admitting I was struggling, I would drown. (Oh, how wrong I was!)
This is for anyone who needs the courage to speak up about what they’re going through and ask for the help that they need to make it through.
YOU ARE NOT ALONE.
HELP WILL ALWAYS COME.
YOU ARE PRECIOUS. YOU ARE LOVED. YOU ARE WORTH A RESCUE.
There are a million different flavors of struggles the human race goes through, but it seems as if Depression always seems to tag along - a bonus affliction, if you will.
Depression is an opportunistic parasite, latching onto our hearts and sucking us dry of the will to fight; to get up in the morning; to breathe.
The most insidious evil of Depression is that it isolates us.
Not only does it isolate us from our true Self, it whispers lies in our sleep: telling us we are alone, that no one could ever understand the depths to which we’ve fallen. And even if they could, Depression sneers, no one’s arms are long enough (or willing enough) to reach out to help.
But these are lies!
There is nothing unique about misery in the human condition. We are capable of the highest highs and the lowest lows - the beauty and the curse of who we are.
Your circumstances may be unique, but your suffering is not.
There is someone out there who has gone through something similar and come out the other side. Find them, ask for their stories; ask how they survived.
Ask for help. Help will come to you. Always.
Summon your courage and speak your needs. Until your need is known, it will be assumed that you are okay…when you are not okay!
It’s okay to not be okay.
It’s pretty normal to not be okay, actually - you just don’t realize it because everyone has been taught to hide their hearts.
There is a huge difference in hiding your heart and guarding your heart.
Always guard your heart - guard it so that you can live from it, not walk away from it. But do not stuff it down or disassociate from it.
Your heart is the wellspring of life - the very thing you are dying for right now.
Ask for help. You are not alone. Help will come
(If you can’t find your voice yet, you can always, always email me. I love to help; it’s why I started this blog, for goodness sakes!)
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