I'm not always able to be as strong as I'd like people to think, and this week I want to talk openly about my own situation, and how I'm struggling with my mental health.
This honestly is such a moving share and I understand these feelings so well. It’s side tracked me a lot in life but I always believe everything happens for a reason and in its own time. I have to trust that. And I hope you know no matter when, you’ll always be enough. 💙
I know it’s hard but don’t give up. You have come so far. You are brave enough to talk about it, to bare your soul. And you are an example for all of us, for me...
Such brutal honesty articulating how a lot of us can feel at times. The hours we sleep without dreaming are bliss, albeit few and far between. The waking hours when the thoughts come and overwhelm and smother are difficult.
You must remember that people love you, and would in no way be better off without you. You are not a burden.
Look at all of us whom your words have helped so much. We appreciate that opening the jagged edges of something so painful leads you down a rabbit hole. But we have a torch for you !
It´s so good to know that someone lives the same struggle than you. I hope that we can find our way to get better. Thanks for so kind words. You are enough.
Always remember, crawling counts as moving, too. And one day you will find the strength to get back up and make a step forward. I’ve spent years with my hands and knees in the dirt, trying not to lose grip. Somehow even I made it, simply because I refused to give up. I never had anybody telling me the things I would have needed to hear or reaching out to help me get back up, so maybe that’s why I feel like the least I can do is offer some kind words. But I know it doesn’t really matter what I am saying, so I truly hope the ones you love will keep telling you until you finally believe it that you are someone special, that you are more than good enough, that you are loved.
Your writings, your poems have always been, like words from my own mouth. Now I don’t struggle with what you are, my struggle is of a different kind , but a struggle it is. I think that you being able to write about it, express it in such a way that touches people in a profound way wether it’s your poems or your heart felt writings as this is, is healing. Putting our thoughts on paper is healing, it doesn’t cure us, but it helps us. And your writings or your poems, they both help me, so thank you 🙏😀🤗
This honestly is such a moving share and I understand these feelings so well. It’s side tracked me a lot in life but I always believe everything happens for a reason and in its own time. I have to trust that. And I hope you know no matter when, you’ll always be enough. 💙
I know it’s hard but don’t give up. You have come so far. You are brave enough to talk about it, to bare your soul. And you are an example for all of us, for me...
Such brutal honesty articulating how a lot of us can feel at times. The hours we sleep without dreaming are bliss, albeit few and far between. The waking hours when the thoughts come and overwhelm and smother are difficult.
You must remember that people love you, and would in no way be better off without you. You are not a burden.
Look at all of us whom your words have helped so much. We appreciate that opening the jagged edges of something so painful leads you down a rabbit hole. But we have a torch for you !
It´s so good to know that someone lives the same struggle than you. I hope that we can find our way to get better. Thanks for so kind words. You are enough.
Always remember, crawling counts as moving, too. And one day you will find the strength to get back up and make a step forward. I’ve spent years with my hands and knees in the dirt, trying not to lose grip. Somehow even I made it, simply because I refused to give up. I never had anybody telling me the things I would have needed to hear or reaching out to help me get back up, so maybe that’s why I feel like the least I can do is offer some kind words. But I know it doesn’t really matter what I am saying, so I truly hope the ones you love will keep telling you until you finally believe it that you are someone special, that you are more than good enough, that you are loved.
Your writings, your poems have always been, like words from my own mouth. Now I don’t struggle with what you are, my struggle is of a different kind , but a struggle it is. I think that you being able to write about it, express it in such a way that touches people in a profound way wether it’s your poems or your heart felt writings as this is, is healing. Putting our thoughts on paper is healing, it doesn’t cure us, but it helps us. And your writings or your poems, they both help me, so thank you 🙏😀🤗