It’s Never The Right Time To Say Goodbye… Or whatever the song says.
I needed to be loved. I needed to feel accepted. I needed to feel the presence of another being, and if that meant going crazy in the process... there I was ready to be labeled crazy or whatever. The truth was that I didn't understand how there could ever be good in goodbye. I wasn't ready to accept the fact that the one thing I was holding on to, was the one thing that was impacting my mental illness in the worst of ways.
And Then Another Monday
One of the hardest things to do when suffering from a mental illness of any degree, is to find a way to push through the moments that seem to have you stagnant. You have to make up your mind that no matter what it takes, you will not be defeated. Moments of failure do not equate to a lifetime of defeat. The tough times are meant to develop our character. The hardships are meant to strengthen our minds. The breakdowns are meant to show us how much we were built to be in relationship with others.
A Heart To Get Better. A Blog about Thriving.
So often I find, in my practice and also in my own life, that we know exactly what to do to help our situations, but the real challenge is having the heart to do it. How many times have we said, I know I need to get the proper rest so that I can feel and be my best, but then continue to over-commit ourselves to things? How many times have we failed to properly take our medications, knowing exactly how they should be taken? How many times have we chosen to suffer in silence, knowing that we need to find someone to talk to? How many times have we failed to give time to exercise and eating well, knowing that our inability to move towards being healthy physically, also hinders us from being well mentally? How many times have we simply chosen not to, because we didn't feel like it?