It’s everywhere, that word. That feeling. That illness.
That feeling of being completely desperate to know, to feel, to tell someone the truth about how completely empty you feel inside.
How completely empty yet full of every feeling and emotion you have ever felt. All at once, all wanting out, all needing to be heard and felt.
For me, depression had almost become a way of life. As scary as that sounds? This problem and feeling won’t ever leave, so I learn to control it. to turn it off, for a while.
When it happens to you, it’s okay. You’re strong, you can do this, you have done this.
But when it happens to someone you love, it suddenly becomes a whole new experience.
A whole new way of life.
You want to do and say the right thing. You want to be strong, the rock, but you also need to release that emotion. Because watching someone you love fall apart from the inside out is impossible.
But we will cope.
We will pick them up and carry them, for a while.
We will listen and we will learn.
We will have patience and we will become that rock.
Because we are a family and that’s what we do.
No one really knows the path it will take, or how long we will walk it, but we will walk it together.
Because we can x