I’m not feeling…inspirational today…I wish that I were, but I’m not… It’s not the best day in terms of pretty much everything…emotions, mentality and health are all on the ritz and wreaking havoc… Many people want to know what all of the fuss is about, dealing with mental issues or being chronically ill. Words can get thrown around and harsh things can be assumed or said. Many people allude to the fact that it’s not like you have cancer! But, in ways…isn’t it…? I have friends with cancer plus the same other chronic illness…I’ve already lost friends close to my heart due to the same illness’s that I have. Cancer is awful. HIV is horrible… Any form, of any issue that takes away your quality of life…that impacts your body or your thoughts and eats away at you is cancerous in its own forms. Some of it can be helped, some of it can’t. You can’t understand unless you, yourself have been there or you have known or cared for someone who has been there.
If you don’t understand the pain of fibromyalgia, excellent- but don’t judge those who do.
If you don’t suffer from depression, wonderful- but don’t tell people that they are sad or pathetic or call them lazy, useless or anything less…
If you don’t suffer a heart condition, don’t tell someone that exercise and getting out is the cure.
Don’t people that they are pathetic when they are sick.Don’t call people immature when they’re in pain.
Don’t tell someone that it’s all in their heads.
Guess what? Some things really ARE in their heads, but that’s not something they can see.
Some people may be immature but just because you have your life together then that doesn’t mean everyone should.
Everyone lives and feels. Every single tiny pain is real to you and to everyone. Every thought is real. Every action is real.
If you can’t handle it…remove yourself. Those who are ill have a hard enough time alone just breathing…literally the act of breathing and at the same time choosing to stay alive. If you can’t understand or can’t make things work; if you’re going to judge and be harsh and rude; if you just can’t handle being with someone who is ill then don’t be there. We need people there for us, but only the ones that deserve to be.
We all judge…we all hurt…we all deal out our fair shares of the pain. Why do we have to so readily make life even harder than what it always is…? Some people are so hard on themselves…some people literally have that horrible voice in their heads that tortures them, breaking them down bit by bit…so why do we contribute to it…?
Our world is so broken…so ignorant…so selfish and unkind…but there is kindness out there…there is support and understanding if only we can reach for it and take it.
Do one random thing for someone that you don’t know. Leave a random note saying “you’re worth it” or what have you in a random place… I put a few in a few cases of beer once; under something at the supermarket…
What if whoever found that was ready to die…? What if whoever found it suddenly had the courage to live…?
We are all lost…and we are all alone…and yet we are all one. We are all good and bad and light and dark and yet we rely more and more and more on the darkness…rather than believing in goodness, others or ourselves.
When you find yourself in a situation such as this…I hope that you’ll remember these words…I hope that they sink in and they enrage you or enlighten or liven you. I hope that you think about them and you do something to make this world a better place…because it isn’t gone, not yet…and so long as we are here…we have hope…even in the darkest hours of the darkest nights…or the brightest of days when you don’t want to go on…there is hope.