The first thing I’ll tell you is that I don’t know everything.
And I’m not a professional.
But I do have experience – some good, some bad – and the best thing I can do with my life is to share this with you so as to (hopefully) lessen the load.
I won’t lie to you: right now, I myself am not in a good way. Everything around me is a fucking wrecking ball to the flimsy dam of my emotions. But what we both must try to keep in mind is that this will not last forever.
The misery may well come back, and at that time things may seem hopeless, heartless, too hurtful to bear. But I have known times without this misery – and you will too.
I’m sorry to tell you that it may well come back. I don’t want to dissuade you from persevering – that you must do and will be proud of doing once you come out the other side – which you will do. However, my experience and intent would be wasted if I were not truthful.
These past few weeks have been some of the most painful I can remember since issues of mental health first came into my life last summer. You too may experience similarly painful weeks in times ahead. But they won’t last.
And we are not alone.