It is interesting, and at the same time sad, how our society perceives illnesses. In general, people can share with the world if they have diabetes, a heart problem, or some other medical issue and they have incredible support surround them, but heavens if they ever dare to open their mouth to form the words *mental illness.* The world comes to an end and people literally walk away looking at you as if you have this gosh awful contagious disease…Now not everyone walks away however many do, many will never look at you the same way again or come close to hugging you if they did before. It is as though you have now become part of a leper colony. Sometimes they begin to walk on eggshells around you, uncertain how to act or react.
I have experienced the loss of those who called themselves friends both then and now, and learned some hard lessons along my journey of healing and self discovery. The aftermath of the abuse I survived was hell enough. Having people I thought were on my side end up walking away as I sought help to stay afloat as the waves crashed my tiny craft and threatened to sink me really knocked the wind out of my sails.
Over ten years ago I entered therapy as the past literally came crashing down upon me. I spent 12 long years in therapy dealing with nightmares, flashbacks and so much more that I could not handle alone. I remember vividly the day I ultimately made the call for help.
Asking for help is not a sign of weakness rather one of tremendous strength. It requires summoning all you have in you to lift that thousand pound phone and dial, then speak the words HELP ME…
I want you all to know that you are not alone. I have walked through so many fires and often wondered WHY??? I have come to understand my destiny is to help others…How could I do that if I was not to experience the struggles, the pain, anguish, utter despair and aftermath? Some of us have survived unspeakable hells and healed that we may now stretch out our hand into the darkness and pull another into the light. One day You will be that hand reaching into the darkness for another.
I have worked through countless, triggering and soul piercing issues from so very long ago and that which had me shackled is no more. The chains have not only been broken they have been shattered and I am Free ~~ I am FREE because Christ took hold of my hand and He pulled me up and out of the pit, out of that darkness and place of torment I was in. To my Lord and Savior be the glory!!
Peace and Blessings
“And the day came when the risk to remain tight in a bud was more painful than the risk it took to blossom.”
— Anaïs Nin