I haven’t written here is quite some time. Even though I want to I feel it redundant and even though I know some will maybe read part of any gibberish, just maybe it will reach some. Help some, help some help someone else, try to make people understand which I know is right next to impossible. Maybe it will help others understand the person I was, how this has affected the already broken. How a person with mental health issues has added pressure because the embarrassment and thoughts of others thinking if u talk about it it’s drawing attention, which is the last thing they want. Maybe it to have others Understand the uninterested maybe bitter person I feel like I have become, how unbelievably alone you feel. Maybe it does nothing and that is sometimes why you just skip it all because it’s too much to write or talk about. Anyway
This was put on fb from someone I know.
How many of you have had a night out planned, or arranged coffee with friends and suddenly the 4 walls you inhabit seem the only safe haven because it's the only place you don't have to pretend you are ok, so you cancel. Or when you are invited out you tell them how terribly sorry you are but you're already booked up that weekend, when you are actually just really busy holding it together in your safe box. And so the first problem starts, all by itself. People stop asking you and the isolation that at first wasn't true becomes your only truth.
Please don't give up on your friends. Ring them, go round, even when they don't want you to. Because they really do, they just don't know how to say it.
I'm going to make a bet, without being pessimistic, that out of my Facebook friends that less than five will take the time to put this on their wall to help raise awareness for those who have mental health difficulties. You just have to copy it from my wall and paste it to yours (hold down on my post and you will be given the option to copy... then go to your status and hold down to paste).
Who will be my five, I wonder?
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Mental Health Awareness
#timetotalk.
That’s ME! Before this life at least medication would suppress. My life for as wonderful as I have it with the gorgeous vacations, the most LOVING, SUPPORTIVE,AMAZING man by my side and a son who loves me. This new found anxiety and on the outside the unseen deepest depression possible It has broken me down beyond imaginable. There are those u know thru people who r there and disappear when the fog has lifted or they think it has or time has passed. Those you aren’t super close with but know they care and want to be able to help your soul. Then you have your most inner circle and family who are lost in the fact that they have no idea how to help, still have no clue or fathom your pain and would do ANYTHING to make it disappear. The unfortunate truth is No matter how many people are there for u, u feel completely alone, your once had self confidence is obsolete, you feel helpless, you feel like ears have been stolen from you, the physical pain... Is it really there or real ? Is it the misery in your body that is breaking it down,. you feel like your in someone else’s shell and the soundless screams are only heard in your mind. You want to snap out of the misery, but it continues to eat you from the inside out. It literally is a miserable existence , but you press on because you feel guilty enough to not want to hurt those you love.
