Day 78
I can officially say that I lost who I once was. There are some vestiges of who I once was
left, i.e. my uncomfortableness at being in large crowds and my love for the
outdoors, but overall I am different. If you are here, you are about to witness
my journey back to feeling and to a place of healing. I realize how hokey that
sounds, but if you have ever suffered loss, then you understand.
My brother died by mental health issues. The amount of
guilt, self-loathing and anger I feel, for both the world and myself, is all
encompassing. Where I had hope, I am now left with feelings of loss and
emptiness. I am surrounded by an abundance of love and support, however it is
but a small salve for a gaping wound.
My initial intentions for this blog were to really highlight
hiking, exploration and adventure, and while that will still be a large part of
what I post, the purpose behind it all is different. I will also likely include
things that I find help me during this process, whatever those things may be. I
place on myself no limitations and have no expectations.
While I myself do not suffer from mental health issues, I
can at least empathize with those to care for, or try to care for, those with
mental health issues. I hope that I can help those struggling to keep them
selves, and others afloat, with words of kindness and understanding.
With that I sign off,
MC
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