Being honest with the people closest to you (and not so close to you) about who you are on the inside and what you’re thinking?
Takes fortitude. Of the testicular variety.
May, as Katie pointed out, is Mental Health Awareness Month, and May 18th was designated as the day to blog for mental health. While the rally at my blog may be over and the month may be drawing to a close, the mission won’t be complete until the stigma is gone.
I’m humbled to be fighting this fight and championing this cause alongside some of the most courageous women (and the occasional man, too) I’ve had the pleasure of “meeting.”
I know that our work to end the stigma surrounding mental illness is likely an uphill battle. I know that we live in a world where people are quick to judge and slow to accept. I know.
I believe in the power of people working together to make things happen. To make CHANGE happen.
I believe, as Mark Twain once said, that “the universal brotherhood of man is our most precious possession.”
That brotherhood, or sisterhood, or humankind-hood, is powerful. It is strong. It is brave. It is hope.
We are here for you.
If you’re reading this and you find yourself hurting and unsure of what the next step is, reach out. Reach out to your spouse or sibling or parent or friend. Reach out to an e-
stranger friend who will listen.
There is hope.
There is always hope.
“Hope is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul,
And sings the tune–without the words,
And never stops at all,
And sweetest in the gale is heard;
And sore must be the storm
That could abash the little bird
That kept so many warm.
I’ve heard it in the chillest land,
And on the strangest sea;
Yet, never, in extremity,
It asked a crumb of me.”