We text all day long. Sometimes all night long. We include a few emojis to try and ensure the recipient perceives what we’re saying. Since reading body language and facial expressions is out of the question, the beloved emoji is getting a lot of use.
All kidding aside, the power, the influence, the conveyance of caring is extremely vital for me right now. I am an extremely social person and being so isolated effects my depression. Lately, that has been a huge struggle for me.
Depression and anxiety, for me, is like carrying a ten ton truck on your back while trying to climb Mount Everest in a blizzard. It’s. Just. Crushing. I try to get motivated. I really do. I play uplifting music. Watch a comedy on tv. Occasionally, rarely, take a long walk with the dog. It’s. Still. Crushing.
I will tell you all that yes I am on medication. I take it faithfully everyday, as I do all meds. And I am getting connected with a new therapist soon.
What today’s post is about, mainly, is the powerful feeling of gratitude I felt when I received a simple text from a friend that was just asking a home decor question. What this friend did not know, is that in that moment I was alone and I was quietly crying to myself. This friend had absolutely NO idea what was going on with me until they read this. But I am grateful. So grateful.
In these trying times where we can’t hug anyone we love, we need to reach out to each other more. I’m hoping to lift my own spirits by starting to reach out to people through a text or a phone call. We’ve become such a technology drugged out world. We all need to care for each other, in the only way we can, by reaching out. How can I help without judgment? What do you need to feel lifted up today?
For me, I just needed to feel like there was someone, outside of my little four person household, that even thought about me. My friend proved to me that there is. I know I am blessed with a lot of wonderful friends. And I do love you all. Clinical Depression tells destructive lies to your brain that erodes your spirit. It’s like being a smoker…unless you’ve ever done it and then quit you will never truly understand how hard it is to evade the grasp of its’ stronghold. (I am 34 days off nicotine as of today)
I will survive and I will thrive. I know that this too shall pass. I just have to stay strong, keep at it and reach out for help when I need it.
I hope you can all stay strong during these difficult times. Please feel free to message me.