I’ve decided to end the mental health series early, without completing thirty posts. I have to take care of my own mental health, and this month has really gotten me down.
I really agonized over this. Thinking to myself that it would be selfish of me to let my own feelings stop me from doing an entire month, that since everything I’ve learned so far has affected me so dramatically, that it was even more important to get awareness out there.
But I had to think back to a conversation I had with Carol about a month ago. We were talking about our capacities to be of service and how we’re limited do to our respective disabilities. Carol made a really good point. She said something like, there are plenty of people in the world who can help. We don’t have to be the one to save everyone.
That really stuck with me and I’ve been working really hard over the last few months to set limitations, to take care of myself first. I cannot transmit something I haven’t got, meaning I’m not being of service if my heart isn’t in it, if I’m not mentally sound enough.
And I’m not mentally sound enough to continue digging up information for posts. I think we got some really great guest posts. I think all of the guest bloggers really gave us a personal glimpse into mental illness. I want to keep it that way. I don’t want to post half hearted attempts to find something to post about and give my own skewed opinions, through a haze of my own blue filter.
This leads me to want to send a tremendous thanks to those mental health professionals who can. Those people who went through the grueling schooling and training to be able to listen to others for hours on end, those people who are able to push away their own thoughts and opinions to reach out and help another.
Someone very close to me is a social worker. What he goes through…what he sees…the things he has to fight for, trying to fight for the rights of his clients in a system that cares more for the dollar than for human life. I already had a deep respect for him and others in the field, but it wasn’t until I started trying to write a post each day about mental health, that I realized the depth of what these people go through on a day to day basis. I only touched on it. I only took a small glimpse into that world. Mental health professionals do it every day. They are there to council us, to hold our hand, to be our advocates. It takes a special kind of person to fit that role, and I know I am not it.
So I close this series now, on that note. I know it’s the right decision for me. Hopefully if there has been any theme to what I did post, it’s that help is out there, people have recovered. I can say with certainty that most people who work in mental health are prepared and ready for those of us who need their help.
The rest of May is still mental health awareness month. You can still go learn something. Go Google something you’ve always wondered about. Make yourself aware. And remember that we never know what someone “out there” might be going through when we think they’re rude or a little ‘off’.