One mom's ideas
The porch swing sways gently.
The birds are quiet except the occasion chirp.
The outdoor animal’s have scurried to find cover.
The trees are swaying with the breeze.
The sound of the rain hitting the earth soothes my soul
Almost more then the precious coffee in my thermos.
So here I am
Rocking back and forth on the swing
light blanket covering my lap
content with my coffee
reading my newest self help book
I think I may have found a slice of heaven.
Mental Health is not a joke.
Being a person that was born into a family that has not been kissed by any sever mental health disorders, it took me some years to start learning that most people around us have something affecting them daily.
It doesn’t have to have a big fancy name attached to it to mean something. So many people deal with situation depression, situational anxiety and so on.
It’s important to keep in mind that everybody is dealing with their own battles, and it isn’t your job to fix it. You don’t even really have to understand it.
The only job that you are tasked with is to be supportive to those that are battling.
They battle out loud just as much as the battle behind closed doors.
The stigma that surrounds Mental Health anymore is not going to be won in a macro sense until it is handled in a micro way.
That means that you and I have a job to do.
Everyone of us needs to stop staying quite when you see someone suffering.
Take that step. Offer to stand beside the people around you that are struggling.
Stop standing back and letting them battle in silence.
Suicide is the 10th leading cause of death in the United States in 2017.
Each year 47,173 AMERICANS die by suicide.
There is 1,400,000 Suicide attempts in 2017 alone.
Suicide costs the United States $51 Billion annually.
Men die of suicide 3.5 times MORE than women.
In 2017 firearms accounted for 50.57% off all suicide deaths.
There is one suicide for every estimated 25 suicide attempts.
An estimated quarter million people each year become suicide survivors.
The average age of the of suicide victims?
MIDDLE AGED WHITE MEN
There is something about this weather switching into springtime that just lifts my spirits beyond almost anything else.
The ability to open my windows and let the fresh air in, even if it is a bit chilly at times.
Never knowing if it is about to start raining or if the clouds will part ways and allow the sun to peak thru.
The warmer weather that instantly means that my mind starts making plans. Which way should I arrange the plants? Which plants should I plant this year to perk up my plants that come back every year? Should I buy new planters? What color mulch should I use to compliment the variety that I choose between. Can I actually keep them all alive this year?
This is exactly what I needed to get out of this winter rut that I have been fighting to get out of.
The walls are closing in for no reason again. The couch keeps calling my name. The fight to go outside seems to getting harder and harder. I cancel appointments, avoid social outings, and generically find ways to be home, alone.
There isnt a reason. There isnt even an explanation. It just seems to keep happening.
I keep saying I need someone to show up at my door and force me to get back into life, but really I just need me to force myself to do it all.
No one else put me here, so why would I need them to pull me out?
I need to be my own warrior.