Why Telling Me To Reach Out Doesn’t Actually Help…

So eloquently put…I too cringed when I saw all the recent posts about “reaching out” “just get help”…this blog post explains so well why that just won’t work, but more importantly, suggests things that may actually work!

Life, Love, Adventure

In light of recent high profile suicides it’s impossible to scroll through our newsfeed, go online or turn on the tv without seeing hashtags, videos, guidelines and stories being shared to spread awareness of suicide and mental illness. Raising awareness is a positive and necessary step because resources are shared and stigma is reduced.  

But for those who are already dealing with mental illness the reality is many of these things being shared aren’t helpful despite everyone’s good intentions. After seeing endless posts over the past several days I’m left with the verdict that yes we are talking about suicide more (or it’s getting more press) but the majority of people still don’t get what it really takes to help. Using a new hashtag, changing your profile pic in support of mental health, wearing safety pins or copying and pasting declarations about how people should speak up and reach…

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Our Reasons

There are days when simply getting out of bed is a monumental task. Thinking and overthinking without respite used to be so debilitating. One day…or over time…I learned how to push away those thoughts, how to shut them down, stuff them away and ctrl+alt+ del them from my brain. I became so good at this. At first it was so liberating because along with this new skill, I also deleted anxiety from my life. I deleted worry from my life. It was so amazing to sleep without worry.

However, I seem to be an overachiever…and like with all other tasks, I went above and beyond. Now I think I just ctrl+alt+del everything…Anything that sits on my brain for more than a few moments, or makes me feel the least bit of anxiety, I immediately delete and completely remove from my reality. Even emails that I receive, that I should look into…if I don’t make it a point to place it on my calendar, I delete it from my reality. Even posts I have written here…I completely delete from my brain and when I log back on and look back…I re-read my own posts because I honestly have deleted them from my reality.

On the days when I cannot get out of bed…perhaps all those thoughts I have deleted are clogging up the waste basket in my brain.

Healing

They say that if you heal your deepest wound, you will find your life’s purpose.  By healing yourself, you will be able to heal others. As a lightworker you agreed to come to this world to complete a task. But once here, we all forget why we came.  So some of us, may find our way to our purpose through our own healing. Continue reading “Healing”

Time

Lately I feel like I have been on a fast moving train or on one of those super fast elevators. Once you get off of either of those, you look around and can’t believe how much you have traveled without losing any time at all. You look back and two seconds ago you were somewhere completely different. Not sure if everyone feels this or if I have been living under a rock and just suddenly climbed out all by myself. Lately I have met some milestones like 10 years in my current profession. Or I have seen a headline that something happened 9 years ago, when in my head it happened last year. Or I see kids that were babies last week turning 8 years old. My Air Conditioner is from 2006, which I have always been clear about because it was an ordeal to get it replaced and in my head, I always think I have a “brand new” Air Conditioner…but doing the numbers…it is currently 12 years old! I look at pictures of myself and think I look the same but then I do the math and I am floored that the picture I am looking at was taken 18 years ago. Continue reading “Time”

West Wing

When this show first came on the air in 1999, I was graduating College and I was obsessed with politics, and with this show. It captivated me. I wanted to be a part of it, I absolutely loved it. I loved the energy of the characters, I loved the speech writers, I loved the dialogue. The interaction of the characters and the fact that they worked 24 hours a day and it was so evident that this was their absolute passion. Their life’s calling. When Leo’s wife left him and he actually told her that his job was more important than his marriage, I was rooting for Leo and I truly could not understand how his wife could think she was more important. He was now free to spend 24 hrs a day working. How perfect. The fact that none of the characters on the show had personal lives seemed so accurate to me. I identified with them so much. Continue reading “West Wing”

Pinning Down My Life Purpose

I am still on this quest. I know many may feel that it is ridiculous to think that you were put on this earth for one specific purpose, and I respect that. Because it sounds logical and, overall, I think of myself as a logical person. Thinking that each and every human on the planet was put here for one specific purpose just does not sound logical. However, as far back as I can remember, and regardless of who I was throughout my life, I have always been completely convinced that I was put on this earth for a specific purpose. The older I get, the louder and stronger that feeling in the core of my soul gets.  Continue reading “Pinning Down My Life Purpose”

Home Of The Brave, Land Of The Free

The overall mood after each school shooting (or any shooting) is different. I remember Columbine in 1999. It was the first one I was old enough to be fully aware of. I remember the feelings of despair, of rage, of disbelief, of frustration, of sadness, of fear. I remember Katie Couric from The Today Show interviewing the survivors the next day. I remember crying with them. I remember I could barely sleep for some time after that day. I remember thinking that something would change, that something would be done, that our leaders would act with swiftness to keep us safe. I remember thinking we lived in the United States of America, and these things were not supposed to happen. We take care of each other. No man left behind. “They” will do whatever is necessary to keep us safe. Continue reading “Home Of The Brave, Land Of The Free”

Love

Love is the secret ingredient that makes things exceptional. It truly is the only thing that can elevate absolutely anything. When you truly love, the possibilities are endless. It applies to absolutely everything. I know that having a passion for something is always talked about. But at the core of that passion is love. You can get your nails done by 10 different nail professionals. But the one nail professional that feels love for her art, for the finished product, for herself, or for any part of the process will produce a set of nails that is just above and beyond everyone else. Some may practice a lot, or have been doing it for years, but if they don’t truly love some aspect of the process, the end result will never be exceptional. I use this just as an example, to show that truly, anything and everything can be taken to another level once the secret ingredient is sprinkled on…LOVE.

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