Promise of a new day
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As I sit here with a stomach full of butterflies, watching the election results, I can’t help but think about the future and how much hope I have for my own. That hope is even greater when I compare it to where I was 2 years ago. Somehow I have gone from having an uncertain future that included being in love with a drug addict to having a somewhat peaceful life ripe with potential.
Moments like these are the reason I wanted to start this blog. I wanted to share with other people how far I’ve come in the hopes that someone else who may be struggling with a mental illness will see that it CAN get better.
Two years ago, I didn’t believe that. I lived my life under a cloud of doom, believing that failure and misery were the only thing my destiny held. I had decided - twice - that death was better than this life.
Now I look back on those days and the idea of suicide seems so foreign to me. I can’t bring myself to imagine what things would be like now if my suicide attempts had been successful. My children, who I thought would be better off without me, would have been destroyed. My mother, who has put her own life on hold to save mine, would have been left with heartbreaking guilt.
And I would have missed so much. Not just the major personal things like taking my daughter trick-or-treating, my son’s school play, and my oldest daughter’s pregnancy…but I would not have lived to see the day when I would start my own business or the day this country elected its first black President.
When you’re battling the demons of depression and your mind can only see what’s wrong with your life, please just listen to that voice in the back of your mind, that tiny quiet little voice that tells you “this will pass.” Because it will. And if most of your waking hours are spent thinking that it won’t find someone or even something to remind you that it will.
- Try some of these tricks to get you through:
- Put sticky notes on your mirror.
- Wear a bracelet with your child’s birthstone on it.
- Read some of your favorite books from your childhood, the ones that helped you escape temporarily.
- Watch cartoons or your favorite comedies on DVD, especially if you’re having one of those days where you’re struggling to get off of the couch.
- Make yourself a mix of music that makes you feel good. (I’ve even used my alarm on my cell phone and set the alert tone to James Brown’s “I Feel Good” and I’ve set my phone ringer to “Three Little Birds” by Bob Marley. Ya know, the one that says “Don’t worry ’bout a thing cuz every little thing is gonna be alright.”)
Your life isn’t going to improve overnight and in spite of what well-meaning loved ones will suggest, you know that you can’t just “shake it off” but what you CAN do is get through this next minute… this next hour… this next day.
You will need others to support you - family, doctors, therapists, sometimes even strangers - and you may need to rely on medications for a while but there is one thing that other people or drugs can’t do for you. The one thing that has to come from within is HOPE. Its in there, you just have to find it. And if you need some help looking for it, you let me know. I’d be more than happy to help and to point you in the right direction.
Well, if you are or you live with someone who is bipolar, you know every day is bipolar awareness day. But today its a national thing.
I hate writing introduction posts. I never know what to say. I’m the type of person that would rather have people get to know me instead of just spilling out a bunch of random facts about me.