I’ve chosen Dawn as my first image post because all recovery–emotional, psychological or physical–starts with some kind of awakening. Something that tells us that we are hurting, that something’s not right, that our lives could be better. It sounds simple, but I can’t tell you how long I lived in discomfort, how long I accepted feeling sad and unhappy, how long I ignored my feelings. It’s difficult to remember when I had my awakening, but it began way back in my teens when I first realized I was depressed.
At the start of high school, I was quite social with a close-knit group of girlfriends. And I was physically active as well as a cheerleader–captain twice. But by senior year, I had quit and spent most afternoons after school sleeping instead of hanging out with friends or participating in school activities. I became withdrawn, almost paranoid and trusted just one friend. I knew something was wrong with me, but it was just attributed to the fact that I had broken up with my boyfriend.
Of course, it was the 70s when everything was blamed on “boy trouble,” but for me it was a symptom of something more serious. It would be years later, in my early 30s when I started my own family, when I came close to a breakdown, that I started to reach out for help.
Fortunately, the world is different today; people are much more open and the stigma regarding emotional, psychological and mental illnesses has substantially lessened. There’s so much more awareness and so many ways to find help.
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