This article explains a lot of what I wish I could say.
"If the situation of our story is historic we may be tempted to shape the story to a presentable narrative arc with redemption and a happy ending which may not represent the reality of the problem for others."
"While we applaud people for their bravery in sharing their personal stories, we often forget to continue to applaud their bravery for dealing with the results."
I am stuck in the in between.
I am not well, but I am not broken.
I can be paralyzed by a panic attack one day and having a dance party with my cat the next.
I can smile, interact with people, and even be funny. But the truth is, I'd rather not be alive (please understand that this is not the same as being suicidal).
This is my normal, I have trouble understanding why people are afraid to die. I lie awake at night wishing I could take the place of a mom dying of cancer.
So yeah, I want to tell my story, but it isn't finished. But I am more than my dark days.
[as are you]
So yeah, I want to tell my story, but it isn't finished. But I am more than my dark days.
[as are you]
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