02/28/2020
Who among us hasn't had one of those days/weeks/months when people ask us how we are doing, and we quirtly respond with a "Good", when inside we are thinking to ourselves, "...if you only knew". Fortunately for most, these deep-seated feelings of loneliness, frustration, and despair are temporary. Perhaps we have an already established support network that we feel comfortable enough to confide these things with.
But there are those out there who aren't as fortunate. Where the common euphemism of "time heals all" doesnt apply to them, and their experiences. They may have been conditioned earlier on that reaching out and opening up about their feelings wasnt safe. Where what they disclosed was used against them, or put a label on them as "weird", "broken", or "overly emotional".
It is for these individuals that silence around their pain seems preferable to the possibility of being shamed. And to all those who resonate with this, I ask that you share your bravery--the battle you have continued to fight--once again. You are not alone with this. And while nobody may know EXACTLY what you are feeling, they are here with the desire to understand and be alongside you as you go through it.
It may be a partner, a friend, a family member, a therapist, a social worker/coach/facilitator. They are there. WE are there...And we give a damn.