Before this day comes to an end I would like to pay homage to my brain and to others who struggle with depression, anxiety, pain or anything else that causes depression, anxiety or pain… I think my brain is a pretty amazing thing even if it tries to kill me on a regular basis. I have found it to be incredibly resilient and much stronger than I ever thought. It is also sympathetic, empathetic, loving, angry, hopeful, grateful, slow, fast, short circuited, misfiring, confused, and thanks to many natural resources it is better than it used to be. I have also recognized that no matter how hard I try to convince my brain to retrain my thought process, I have had to allow myself the pass card that I do everyone else and accept the fact that Wellbutrin is my friend for probably the rest of my life. It’s part of me. No shame.

I long for the day when people who struggle are unafraid to share their plight or their story. I pray for the day when judgement and pigeonholing is a thing of the past and we look foreword to acceptance and that resources are readily available to all people who fight the good fight.

I pray that hotline numbers will become a thing of the past and we can strengthen each other by hugs and understanding. I pray for people to be more accepting of things they don’t understand. You don’t have to have mental illness to be kind, to help, to love and to elevate one another. I pray that therapy would be available to everyone even if they don’t have the coverage. I pray for a day that it won’t be so scary for so many.

Goodnight my friends. Be kind.

Until then….love someone like crazy even if they are!

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