When I Recover

Mental health awareness week, right?

Here’s some truth for you. Taking care of your mental health is a constant fight to prove you need care. It’s a choice between buying groceries or your medicine. It’s calling 17 places to try to get in to see a therapist or psychiatrist and having to give an overview of your “problems” just to find out you aren’t “sick enough”, or you can get an appt- two months from now. Mental health is fighting and begging for help for no hand to be found to grab onto. It’s stigma from family and friends. It’s judgement and misunderstanding from the workplace. It’s having a panic attack in a room full of people while accepting their criticism & them not realizing it at all. It’s having reactions to medications you cannot control but also cannot afford to make an emergency appointment with a doctor even with insurance. It’s not being able to take off work to take care of yourself because you already can’t afford to miss a day of pay. Mental health is failing us. It’s often resorting to a suicide attempt that leaves you in a darker place than when you entered it. It’s too many psychiatric hospitals that see dollar signs & over medicate with no therapy at all. It’s choosing between your car payment or an appointment. It’s learning to be silent because then we just feel like a nuisance or that we are being negative.

-justice will prevail, MRB

after falling.

we rise.

we must rise from the rubble, dust ourselves off, & begin again.

we look up.

it’s a long way back to maybe even what we saw as rock bottom;

but we are looking up. ah, yes.

feel that?

rushing into us down into our chest.

hope.

we look up, we start climbing.

We Rise.