A NOTE ABOUT HAPPINESS

• I'm not quite there yet.

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.."and will I ever be?" has been the question I have repeatedly asked myself these last few months.

I've been introduced to a monster I never thought I would have to deal with – one that I know many people are familiar with, however.

It came into my life and stirred the pot almost immediately. It broke me down and though I wish it was gone, I know it is still lingering about.

I started to feel like it had taken control of my life –  I was no longer in the driver's seat, but instead I was a passenger pleading that the driver please slow down. it did not listen.

At first, rather than asking my loved ones for help I kept it all inside. I figured that would be the best way to hide. I shoved it away every time it tried to make its external appearance, until one day I felt suffocated. That is why I am writing this now. To let you know that it is alright to ask for help. Whether you ask a parent, a sibling, friend, or professional, it is ok. For me, it became necessary.

I think a flaw of mine is that I have always been too proud, so asking someone for help felt so unfamiliar to me. I questioned if I was doing the right thing many times until the answer made itself evident.

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• What other choice is there?

I was so tired of feeling helpless and disconnected from the world, my family and friends.

I was so tired of being up until three in the morning with thoughts racing through my mind one night, only to be completely blank the next.

I was so tired of cancelling plans, and ignoring doing the things I loved to do.

I took the step and sought professional help, and for the first time in a long time I felt safe, cared for and understood.

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Mental health is important

  • acknowledge it
  • find a healthy way to take action
  • ask for help if you need it
  • realize you're not alone
  • finally, never be embarrassed or ashamed

* BE KIND TO YOURSELF.

 

From being empty and not yet full, but I will be. It is a process I have learned to accept. The broken pieces of me do not define who I am and yours don’t either. We all have them, but it’s admitting it that makes the difference. From now on – if you must break – then do it. and I mean shatter. But do not give people the power to empty you and break you just to make themselves whole. Breaking and repairing is a personal process.
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Love and light to you all.

doseofdre