My Mental Health Journey 10

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[Biggest Sigh!!]

I realized something about myself, this morning. I’ve NEVER been in the  “immediate” circle of someone who’s had major health issues or experienced a long drawn out suffering death. I’ve had family members die; but, I’m not close to them. I didn’t see any of the “hard” stuff.

I don’t know how to handle what I’m in. I don’t know what to think about it. I know what I have to accept; and, I’m trying my hardest. I know that there’s a possibility that this individual will improve. Right now, that improvement is slow. Every day that passes, I feel like I lived another week.

I’m expecting myself to adapt to this change; and, I’m waiting for this situation to become my new normal. It doesn’t feel like a “good” or “bad” thing, but something that might actually feel easier.

Last night, I thought about conversation. I thought about friendship and support. I thought about what needs said and what I need to hear to feel better. Is that selfish? I don’t know, maybe! Right now, I don’t care. I know that I’m hurting and it sucks.

In my situation, I feel like such comments like ” He’s lucky to have you. You’ve been here for him since the beginning. ”  And.” I am so proud of you for handling this so well. It’s tough but so are you.” Would sound so nice in this situation…. Where I feel worthlessly helpless.               ” Support” is defined (well my definition) as uplifting, active listening to, and emotionally being available for someone. A goal in supporting a friend to make sure they don’t feel alone in the situation. It’s hearing this individual so you understand (to the best of your ability) them. It’s conversing with them about what their thoughts are, how they’re doing, and what ways can you help.  I don’t think that’s selfish to want. I can’t tell you how many times I have heard parallel stories of others lives when I needed a friend to talk to.

 

Ok, that’s exhaustingly deep for my low caffeine and sleep levels. Please keep me and mine in prayer. Thank you!

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Author: Nova

“It is not the the bruises on the body that hurt. It is the wounds of the heart and the scars on the mind.” ― Aisha Mirza

6 thoughts on “My Mental Health Journey 10”

  1. I’ve been through this too many times in the last several years, I’m sorry it is your turn. Holding you both in a vision of perfect health and happiness. Two things brought me some comfort in your situation. One was a prayer I created when praying for their health felt futile. God bless their physical body, God bless their soul, God bless their path, and God bless their purpose. The second was reframing the situation. I was stuck in this is so terrible. I shifted to ‘what if this is the miracle?’. What if they were supposed to depart suddenly, and I got to keep them for two more years. What if they were supposed to suffer for two years, and they got to go quickly. I don’t want to project on your situation, I just wanted to give you an idea of what I meant. You will both be in my thoughts and prayers.

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  2. There is no right way in handling circumstances of these kind, everyone is different. All you can do is be there when needed. You’ll know what to do naturally when you need to do so, but don’t neglect yourself. Do try to give yourself some ‘me’ time.

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