Today's subject is one that I have been considering addressing for some time, and did partly, in a
previous post. I have been reluctant because it is intensely personal for me, but a
recent event convinced me it is time to speak up.
In the grip of the demon again
Examine and describe the ugly
Even in the light I am but a blink away
The words are mine.
They seem a bit odd today. Embarrassing. The really bad days are gone now, I hope for good. But the words are also a bit scary, because I know they came from deep inside of me.
Do I choose or am I driven
It's a cliche, but I know of no other way to describe it.
It's a shadow.
But I also know it's a shadow I cast on myself.
If I drop my guard I go for the ride
She reminds me I’m not really there
There's a hint at some of the solution there. At least for me.
If you love me like I think
You hide the suffering well
I must put you in purgatory
When I’m in my hell
Will you keep waiting for me to emerge
From the shadows I walk through
Can you breath for the both of us
Can you be sane for two
The right days are wonderful
But too few
From the darkness I can barely remember them
And the wonder that is you
Every situation is different, but professionals will tell you that interacting with others is key to our mental health. I know it's not easy. When I was down, the last thing I wanted to do was to be around anyone. But I also found that interacting with people was exactly the thing that helped me most consistently.
But mainly, know this:
You are not alone.
You are loved.
You have no idea how many lives you touch and how many people would be devastated by your loss. Even people you have never met.
If I made it, you can too.
If you need help and don't know where to start, write to me. I will help.
If you feel like you need to talk to someone right now, call The National Suicide Prevention Lifeline, 1-800-273-TALK(8255)
You are not alone.
You are loved.