For Those Suffering

sun thru cracks

 

And so this post is for you. For those whose suffering feels unnoticed. For those people who feel quietly stuck inside their mind. For those that feel hopeless. For those whose cries for help are mislabelled or misunderstood as cries for attention or flaws in their being. For the people who feel too tired to continue on. For people who struggle with depression and for people who don’t. For people who are having a bad day, a bad season, or a rough stretch of life. And for those people who don’t understand the illness but are willing to try. It’s okay – whatever you need, wherever you are, however long it takes – it’s okay. There is still time. To ask for help. To grow. To heal. To recover. There is still time for the sunshine to begin to seep through the cracks. For a flower to grow straight from your heart. ~Jessica Jensen

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    • emmagc75 says:
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      I have a friend here that was in a depression for a long long time. No meds worked n he was giving up. He didn’t n just recently turned a corner. He’s even making jokes again! Don’t give up n stop tearing things down without really giving it a chance ok?

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    • emmagc75 says:
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      Maybe what has to change is your heart n mind. Even with depression, there are things we do that help us n hurt us. You know that. We get so stuck in the pain it seems impossible to find our way out. But we have to keep trying new meds n giving them a chance.

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  5. sonofabeach96 says:
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    So sorry you’re struggling with depression. I know from watching my wife after her mom died that its a difficult hole to climb out of. And I felt like a failure for not being able rescue her. Good thoughts sent your way.

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      • sonofabeach96 says:
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        Hang in there. Yes, I realize it, now. During that time, she was no longer “present”, if that makes any sense. I didn’t know what to do other than listening, holding, and crying with her. Nothing seemed to help. Since we’ve started talking more openly in the past 2 years, I realize what I did was exactly what she needed me to do. My perception, though, was that nothing I did helped her in any way. Turns out, when she needed space, I was giving it to her. When she needed a hug, I was giving her one. When she needed to lay in bed at night and cry while I laid next to her, I let her. I just thought i was no help. This miscommunication and differing perspectives is what led me to believe I wasn’t giving her what she needed, when actually I was. Easily misinterpreted by me as, even though she told me I helped, my f’d up psyche didnt believe her. I convinced myself she was just being nice when said I was giving her what she needed. That, if I were actually helping her, she would no longer be depressed. Misguided on my part.

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        • emmagc75 says:
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          Wow yeah that must’ve killed you thinking that way! My H does all that when my depression pops up. But I brought him to my dr before we were married. Dr told him that my illness has nothing to do with him and he should never ever take it personally. All he can do is b loving n supportive n that would do more than my meds lol. It’s true. His hugs today cheered me up n made me feel better.
          Im glad u figured it out b4 u drove urself crazy lol.

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          • sonofabeach96 says:
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            Yeah, there were times I did think I was crazy. Most of the responsibility of the kids, house fell on me as well. One of the boys is mildly autistic, he about 8 then. Stressed doesn’t describe it. And I was grieving too. It was tough. I feel much better equipped to handle it if it ever occurs to that level again. I’d known about her depression long before marrying as well, but had never experienced it to that degree.

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      • sonofabeach96 says:
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        And, keep your chin up! You are a human who is worthy. Believe it! Maybe the immortal words of Bluto from Animal House will help: “This isn’t over ’til we say it is! Was it over when the Germans bombed Pearl Harbor? NO!”
        If not, try listening to this song:
        “Bringin The Funk” by Ben Harper. It usually helps me out of funk…pardon the pun.

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