Today is World Mental Health Day.
And this is not the post I thought I’d be making, honestly. However, today has been been a little brutal when it comes to personal stuff. In case you didn’t know, I have anxiety and depression and pretty much have had them for a long time. A lot of it comes from the fact that I have several chronic illnesses as well as being on the autistic spectrum. The rest of it, well, the state of the world and it’s people, I’m sure you see my point. There’s a lot out there lately and it’s overwhelming.
I’m on two different antidepressants to help me manage my mental illnesses as well as monthly therapy sessions. It helps.
I also have a pretty damn good support system. The people who make up my tribe and family are really astounding and they’re always there when I need them. I really can’t overstate the importance of that. They’re the people who make it all worth it.
They’re the people you stick around for. And on days like today, when you’re backsliding into despair and hopelessness and the fear is choking off your air, they’re the people with spare oxygen and lamps and reminders that living and living well is the most radical thing you can do.
They’re the people who warm up your leftovers and turn on the comfort movie. The people who immediately check in with you and ask if they can do anything. They’re the light when all else goes out.
They’re the world and they’re so important. And I wouldn’t be here without them.
So here’s to all of us with mental health issues and the people who love us and anchor us. It’s going to get better. As one of my favorite characters says, Faith manages.
We’re going to get through this.