I wanted to write something today, but I have no idea what to write. I’m sure I’m not alone in this regard. I’m not a frequent ‘blogger’, in fact I don’t actually write much these days, don’t have much to say.
So, why am I bothering to write you might be wondering? Well, that’s a valid question indeed and I’ll see if I can answer it.
This Morning Was A Testing Time
Without going into detail, I have a member of my close family who struggles with his mental health and is at a vulnerable age that makes everything seem so much worse than it might actually be.
We have been struggling to get him seen by mental health services in our country, but thankfully after years of trying to get things moving, things are now starting to be put in place.
I struggle to deal with his behaviour at times, and I know it has negative effects on other family members too. It really is hard to help others who are struggling, it’s even harder when they seem to not want to help themselves, or even understand the importance of helping themselves.
As someone who has experienced mental health issues himself, I understand the importance of keeping an open dialogue and being non judgemental etc, but we feel that we are constantly walking on egg shells, we are careful not to say the wrong things that may trigger an outburst.
When Times Are Good
Even the good times are not good, because they are tainted by feelings of not being able to relax just in case. What amazes me is that in the age of mental health awareness, there still seems to be so much ignorance and lack of compassion amongst all generations.
I know that when I look back on these years there will be sparse good memories, and when he looks back from a more balanced mind-set he may feel guilt for the way he behaved. Maybe he wont, and I hope he doesn’t because he needn’t feel guilty for struggling.
We all struggle at times. Lets face it, life can be bloody hard at times.
It’s hard to sit back and watch people self destruct. It’s hard to hear them lie when they tell you they are fine, it’s hard to see them neglect themselves.
It’s just so hard when they push you away, and then in the next breath says that no one cares or loves them.
Mental health problems kills a person slowly, it eats away at their soul. Yes, people come back from mental health problems, often they come back stronger and live happy and content lives, and then some don’t.
I can’t force others to change, even when I see them self destructing. I can’t force someone to talk when they don’t want to. I can’t make anyone be honest with me, let alone be honest with themself.
My Hope And Some Wisdom
I hope, and that is all it is, but hope. But I do sincerely hope that all who suffer from mental health problems find the help that they need, that they find the answers to the pain they feel, and receive the healing that they so desperately need.
One thing that sufferers of mental health problems often neglect is self care, so please if your suffering take some time for yourself. Make sure you drink plenty of water, eat regularly and look after your personal hygiene. Simple things, but often over looked when mentally and emotionally suffering.
The same advice goes to those who are close to others who are suffering a mental health crisis, it is important to look after yourself so that you can protect your own mental health.
Any good therapist will tell you the same, just as mine told me. You can’t help others when you neglect the basic needs of yourself.
You are not being selfish when you protect your own health and sanity.
Keep safe, sane and strong!