Happy New
Years to you and yours.
Many people
make resolutions at this time of the year.
The end of the old year, the beginning of a new is the time to make
changes right? What better time? Gym memberships double, recipe books for
sugar free, gluten free, and Paleo eating all go on sale. Better yourself, change, improve, resolve to
do it all. “You can join for free for 30
days!”
On January
1st most people are too tired and hungover to start making
changes. But that’s okay, big things are
going to happen on January 2nd I tell you, big things.
They say
things like, I am going to;
“Eat better”
“Work out
more”
“Be kinder”
“Travel
more”
“Love more”
“Complain less”
At this
time of year Pinterest and Facebook abound with messages of hope and
gratitude. People are going to
manipulate the universe with their vibrators.
Wait, no that’s wrong. They are
going to positively use their vibrator daily.
No, no, that’s not it. They are
going to put out a positive vibration into the universe and the universe will
in turn give them a vibrator. There,
that must be it.
Go get a
mason jar they say and every day write down something you are grateful for and
shove it into said jar. Next year at this
time, read them all. Apparently I will
have no memory of next year so I need a jar full of memories to refer to. And I ask you, why would I need to write
anything down if I am already happy as a clam from using my vibrator
daily? “Start a journal and write good
thoughts every morning”, they (I don’t know who “they” are) recommend. Make a vision (aka Bristol) board of all the
goodness you want to happen. I can’t stop my warped mind so now all I can think
about is seeing myself writing, “used my vibrator last night”. Grateful. Check! Into jar it goes. I sure hope my kids never find my vision
board covered in pictures of various vibrators?
That would be awkward.
Seriously I
am done with the vibrator talk.
“Remove
negativity from your life”
“Be
positive”
“Be happy”
Those are
my favorites. We need to face reality
that the real world can be hard and it can be dark. We cannot pretend that away. We cannot shove our heads in the sand and
live there. I dare you to dig a hole in
the sand, or dirt, your choice. Stick
your head into said hole and have someone fill it up covering your entire head. Now breathe.
How did that work out for ya? Bad
stuff happens and the only way to get through it to the other side of bad is to
accept it, feel it, and only then can you even begin to let it go. Denial only extends suffering. I once offered a friend a valium to get
through the loss of her dog and she said, “no, I don’t want to avoid feeling
this”. I thought back then how silly
that was. Feel things? What is this “feel” you speak of? But she was absolutely right. Had she numbed her pain away she would have
had to numb it away forever. You only
have to talk to an honest addict to see how that story goes.
Pretending
you are happy will simply exhaust you.
If you are happy, be happy. If
you are sad, be sad. Just feel your
feelings. Don’t get me wrong, I think
everyone should do everything in their power to be happy. Find things that bring you joy and
participate in them. Try to think of
something happy when you are sad just to remember that there are things that do
make you happy. Sadness can be very overwhelming. The goal is not to avoid being sad, but instead
to avoid the sadness hijacking your entire existence. If a depressed person walked out into the
sunlight and said to themselves how beautiful the sun felt on their skin that
would be one moment in time that they are not sad. That moment could save a life.
There is
truth and validity in everyone’s feelings and part of the problem today is the
shame we seem to be attaching to any negative emotion. See “remove negativity from my life”.
I know, I
know, my “vibrations” are freaking you out right now. You might even stop reading this just because
I am not saying “sunshine, rainbows, and unicorns”. I am saying be real, be honest, be authentic,
be truthful about your feelings. There
is no other way to get past them.
Mental
illness including, but certainly not limited to addiction, depression, PTSD and
the resulting deaths due to them all are on the rise, not going down. Being positive is not working for the people
we are losing every single day to mental illness. Maybe we need to keep our heads up, out of
the clouds, out of our phones and just look at the people around us. Are they healthy, happy, even safe? Let’s not avoid the mentally ill because they
can be negative or hard to be around but instead embrace them, validate them,
and let them know they are loved.
Perhaps if we actually do love more, we will lose less people to suicide
and overdoses. I see people all the time
say that love will conquer hate when it comes to racism, bigotry and inequality,
shit even terrorists, but I don’t see a lot of, “love the shit out of the
unhappy person next to you”.
Do you know
what I did today for my new year resolutions?
I made a
list of things that make life worth living.
Please don’t worry, I am fine right now.
My mood is somewhat stable, I am exhausted after holiday socializing and
want some alone time but I feel okay. What
I am certain of however, what I know is that the darkness will come back. It will be overwhelming and it will knock the
wind out of me taking my breath away. So
today, I made a list of things to stay alive for. It’s not a happy jar I will only open next
year at this time but an actual list to refer to when my mind starts to fuck
with me. And it can be as simple as the
fact I love riding my new Christmas present, a fancy old fashioned bicycle whom
I named Maud. I can’t ride her in the
Spring if I am not here in the Spring. I
just need a list, a reminder of why I should be here. I am not going to make a single resolution
that I might not be able to live up to, or could lead to failure and thus unhappiness. There will be no goals beyond staying here,
alive, and as well as someone with disease can be. I guess I did make a
resolution then, to keep fighting. And it’s
okay that this is all I am resolving to try to do.
Meet Maud
I just want
all of you out there that suffer with mental illness to know you
are not alone. Do not make today or tomorrow
about more than staying here because that’s
enough. It can be hard enough all on its
own.
And to all
of you that are healthy, love the person next to you whether they are happy or
not. Maybe your love will give them a
second of happiness in a lifetime of sadness.
Maybe that second of happiness will keep them alive. You never know right? Sure can’t hurt to try. If you think you can love a racist into tolerance,
even acceptance, the you can most certainly love someone who might be just as
hard to love.
There you
go, if you are into resolutions make that one.
“I will love a sick person”, no matter their illness for it makes no difference. Sick people need love too.
Here’s to
sticking around to see all of 2017!
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