There’s so much going on at once and I have to admit that it’s a nice chance from being stuck in a cubicle. I quit my job…. no notice. I just walked in one day and emailed my manager saying I wasn’t coming back. I packed up my desk and I left. One of the most liberating moments of my 26 years of life. I know what I’m doing for the next 11 weeks but no idea after that. It’s scary and exciting at the same time. I wish I could have a hug from a significant other and just feel reassured before I jump into the unknown. But that’s not meant to be right now. I’ll just take it day by day and see what happens…..
I can’t believe that it’s been 15 years since September 11th. The whole day was tragic. People woke up and went to work as usual never dreaming that it would be their last. People boarded airplanes and never dreamed that they wouldn’t make it to their destination. There are hundreds of conspiracy theories surrounding the day and while I don’t think everything adds up, it doesn’t negate the fact that thousands lost their lives. My heart goes out to all those who lost their loved ones and especially the children who grew up without a parent due to those events. I wish the world was a safer place and that everyone could just get along. While it will never happen, I think it’s important to also realize that life is a gift and should not be taken for granted. You never know.
Not too long ago I heard about the death of someone that I knew in passing. We weren’t close by any means but I went to her wedding and her husband’s family were close to mine. She had three young children, the youngest being about 11 months. It eventually surfaced that she ended her life (most likely) due to postpartum depression. As a therapist who has spend hours upon hours talking to people right after a failed suicide attempt or while they are actively having thoughts, my heart just felt so sad. I cant even imagine how overwhelmed and hopeless she might have felt. Maybe feeling guilty that she wasn’t as happy as she thought she should be, or feeling like a failure as a young mother. The stigma around mental health is still so real. This mother told her entire family that she was having thoughts about killing herself and no one took her seriously or did anything. She cried out for help and no one answered. I wish that the the outcome had been different. Depression is treatable and seeing a therapist and psychiatrist could have very well saved her life. When someone tells you that they’re having a hard time and having self harming thoughts believe them and do something about it. Don’t tell them that they’ll be ok and they just need to pray more or push through. Stop being so well-meaning that you give a cliche answer to a problem that really needs professional intervention.