Several years ago, I was in such a bad place that, for a few moments of time, I considered suicide.
In those moments, I truly thought that death was my only way out.
I am so grateful that someone inside me allowed those moments to pass.
It took me a few years to get myself out of that bad place. Things got worse before they ever got better. But I’m glad I let that moment go.
And in a way, I appreciate that I had that moment. (more…)
Over the years and indeed recently as well, I’ve come across people who have directly or indirectly expressed a need to dissociate themselves almost completely from their pasts. These are people who have gone through what are sometimes extremely difficult circumstances at some point in their lives. Deaths, divorces, abuse, abductions…the list goes on. We all deal with adversity differently. So many people I know deal with it by suppressing it; pretending it doesn’t exist. Or they acknowledge it but do not want to be defined by it. And to avoid being defined by it, they separate themselves from anyone who knows anything about it. In the process, new lives are created and so many friends and family from the past become all but non-existent.
Although I’ve attempted, quite sincerely, to show empathy to this state of dissociation from one’s past, I’ve always found it difficult to comprehend. I’ve gone through some difficult times in my life. (more…)
Inner Workings of My Mind 