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Have you ever heard someone say something and it keeps replaying in your head for hours or days later?

I heard someone speaking about an event that she is planning.  In her enthusiasm, she said “We check everyone out.  We don’t have anyone on crazy meds.”

W  o  w.

I get it.  There are some people who have issues beyond an administrator’s skills and it is important to keep everyone safe.

However, who determines which drugs are on the “acceptable” list?  Are all mental disorders considered “crazy” or only the presumed “simple” ones (as if) like anxiety and panic attacks?  Does a past history, kept functional and positive with continued treatment, count against a participant?

Perhaps it hit too close to home or this person has never had any kind of mental health issue impact them in any way.  But, for those 400 million plus worldwide who have, compliance, commitment, and courage are critical to recovery and healing.

When we continue to add labels of shame and stigma, people continue to fight alone.  They would rather stop taking their pills than ask for help.  If you have heard anyone crashing into mania and psychosis, you know that the first question is “Are you taking your meds?”

There is no magic pill and it takes a lot of trial and error to find a combination that an individual can live with and lots of advocacy and self-awareness.  Monitoring moods and triggers is a way of life.

Mental health disorders are caused by numerous factors including genetics, drug reactions, pregnancy, situational events, brain disorders, major illness, hormones and  numerous other tragedies.  People don’t gain attention because of their mental illness; They withdraw even further into fear and vulnerability.

Words have power and how we use them determines who we can support and encourage or who we will lose along the way.

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helping hand

I have had many careers throughout my life, yet all involved helping people, in one way or another. Thinking about another’s feelings, observing their behavior, and utilizing my intuition, I have learned a lot about myself and others.  In my life, I try to make sure that each day I am moving forward.

I look backward and do ruminate; anxieties and doubts can race through my mind. But, when I am helping someone else in a crisis, there is no delay.  For an empathetic person, the desire to aid another is stronger than our fear.  We recall many of our life experiences as a method for becoming a better, more resilient person, focused on learning and personal growth.  When we see someone else in pain, we reflect upon our own and step in to assist because we recall how we felt when it was our turn to face desperation and a paralyzing lack of confidence.

Sometimes feeling stronger for someone else shows them that they can move beyond the current situation, even if it is only for a day, or perhaps just an hour……. Knowing that someone cares about their well-being and believes that they can improve, gives them a reason to keep going…..

At the end of the day, that is the goal of a focused life. Regardless of the situation, or how others may treat us, we look for the lesson to be learned and accumulate valuable life experience.  I didn’t like how I was treated, and if I can prevent someone else from experiencing the same devaluing experience, I am going to step in.  I recall the pain and terror of helplessness and I don’t ever want anyone else to feel that horrible feeling.

There is so much good in people despite quite a few who have tried to convince me otherwise. But, I focused on trying to find the good – sifting, searching deeper than the superficial surface of a situation or individual.  That has made all the difference in the quality of my life and interactions.  Fake people are blindingly obvious to an empathetic person.  We will help, but even we have our limits.  Our empathy is unlimited; our patience is not.

For anyone who is striving to improve their circumstances, take a grasp on their health and willing to take those baby steps, I will not let them walk alone.

 

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divine things more beautiful than words_walt whitman

 

I have been thinking about the idea of tentative healing since I saw it as the daily post word prompt.  Each prayer we utter, for another’s benefit, is a tentative sending of sympathetic resonance that the recipient doesn’t know about, yet we make a tiny step to create waves of hope.  People say “Give me a blessing” or “Send me a prayer.” I am not worthy of such a gift, but if my frail deeds and conscious action can make a change in the Universe to send aid, who am I to say no to such a desperate request?

Therapeutic touch is a tentative bond between patient and healer, to insert warmth and balance into the energetic space of places out of alignment.

How can I let my adult children know that I love them without inserting myself too deeply into their own daily routines?   I am so proud for them of their achievements; They have outgrown needing or wanting my pride, but I am so happy for each of the respective life changes and achievements.  The careful speech – not too pushy, not too needy, not too opinionated – is some awkward dance of toeing the line. One misstep, and I will have to begin again, to tentatively build respect and connection.

Each sound, so carefully scrutinized, is a tentative syllable hoping to send tearful and heartfelt messages within the silent spaces between words.

A whispered prayer, for those whom we know, or those whose devastation is witnessed from thousands of miles away, is our small scared effort to help another for whom the Grace of G-d is all that separates us in pain and fear.  We are human; our empathy is how we know the doubts, the shame, the stigma, and the judgment being experienced.  I send my humbled attempt at tentative healing to those who need it and think that no one can hear their own tentative prayer for help.

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