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Monday, November 5, 2012

Got it better than those guys

You're all aware I do a lot of whining. You are all sweethearts, so you don't say it, but I know you get sick of the "wah wah wah, my life is hard" that you see here.

I was talking to a new friend this morning about my stint in the mental hospital three years ago (starts here, after you read that one, click through to the next few posts by clicking "newer post" at the bottom if you haven't read it). Most of the time I try not to think about that time in my life. Just had a baby, husband and I had separated and hurt each other so many times... self-esteem was at an all-time low, and postpartum depression was at an all-time high. I'd spiraled so low that I faced only two choices: suicide or get serious help. Since I'd already gone the attempted suicide route and found that to be less than helpful, I chose to get help. 

That help came in the form of an in-patient mental health center, where I met people who lived entirely inside their own terrifying minds. When I walked out of that place and back into the arms of my husband and children, I swore I would never take advantage of my sanity again. I may feel crazy, but I am not actually crazy. There are people who are, and their entire lives are lived in those desolate places. I will never, ever forget the fear in their eyes. 

It felt good this morning to tell my friend that no matter how bad things get, that experience taught me that I will be okay because I've seen what it means to have it worse.  Some days I get caught up in myself and my problems and forget that. Thank goodness for good friends who can unknowingly remind us of lessons we've already learned. 

6 comments:

  1. I think this is a lesson we can all use a refresher on! Hang in there!

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  2. Mental health is so tricky. My mom was in the psych ward for a while and I've been close to it myself. Visiting her was bizarre, I can't imagine having to stay.

    xo

    http://truthfully.ca

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  3. I just got out on the 22nd.
    And you're absolutely right.

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  4. i love your view on this. Keep on swimming.

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  5. That's a great thing to KNOW. I'm glad you got the experience so you could see the difference, though I'm sure that was really tough! Glad you are where you are now. :)

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