I have been doing the depression and bipolar dance a long time, my whole life from what I can tell after talking to my doctors. The worst part is that sometimes you cant just talk the problems through. Sometimes there are no problems, just bad body chemistry. Sometimes, even when you know you have so much to live for, your brain just wont let the thoughts become rational. I have always had a million good reasons to love my life, even in my darkest times. And in spite of that, Ive had that same need deep in my heart to find a way to make the sadness and pain stop. Im blessed that I have people in my life that reach out to me when things are that bad. Sometimes they text me before sunrise just to tell me they love me. Sometimes they come over, let themselves in, drag me to my feet, make me wash my face and put pants on and march me out the door for pancakes. Sometimes they just are themselves and let me share some of that. Theres nothing wrong with asking whats wrong, or at least in asking if something is wrong. Ive learned to either say its something fixable if it is, or just let someone know my cray cray is acting up if its that instead. Its impossible to reach out for help sometimes. So dont be afraid to proactively reach out when you suspect someone isnt doing so well. The laugh you save may be your own.
Posted on: Tue, 12 Aug 2014 00:23:16 +0000
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