HONEST MOMENT!
I was having a very serious conversation with a lady that has become a very important person in my life. She's my spiritual counselor. When I first learned that I was dealing with depression it was a little hard to accept. Being an African American woman there wasn't much talk on the subject. I'm actually trying to think about it now when had I ever had a legitimate conversation with another Black woman about Depression. It seemed like something "other" people dealt with. Not the women in my circle and definitely not me.
When I decided to move from my home town and get a fresh start I moved in with this lady who I never met. We'd actually only talked over the phone a few times but I desperately needed help. She took me and my boys in and counseled me almost daily for the few months that I lived with her.
Well even though I'm much better now occasionally we talk. Our talks are usually right before I feel like I'm about to have a mini breakdown. One of our last talks she said something to me that I haven't been able to let go of.
I was telling her how I knew I needed to have a conversation with someone but I'd been putting it off. She immediately stopped me and said that I needed to handle that situation as soon as possible because knowing this was created anxiety within me and giving me feelings of depression.
I honestly couldn't argue with anything she said. I realized that this basically summed up my whole experience with depression. I don't know when it became okay and acceptable for me to not be able to express my thoughts and feelings to people. I don't know when I began to feel like my thoughts and feelings weren't worthy enough to heard.
I wish I could say that I immediately began to make changes. I did at that time but of course there's always something! One thing I can say is this: I now realize that I am the source of my pain, but I have the power at any time to alleviate it.
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