I gone and done did it. After reading an article on a work related site, I took my FB app off my phone. Then I wrote the following quick piece:
Robyn: If I go off social media, I will disappear. Small consolation to the horrors of being alive.
Peter: Really? People are fighting for their lives right now and you? you take your good health for granted.
Robyn: Don’t you think I know that? All those who struggle makes me feel guilty. As for good health, you have no idea. I’ve tried to explain this to you. Mental illness does exist. But it is invisible! Even physical pain is not always visible. I suffer in silence.
Peter: Not today. Broken record. Poor Robyn. Woe is me. You really need to get over it already.
Robyn: I am unravelling as we sit here. Don’t you see that? Like I said, you have no idea.
If I had a nickel for every time I heard this sentiment. Makes me angry and sad at the same time. Screw ’em. I had a therapist who used to tell me to do that … to say screw ’em and mentally prepare myself every time I was faced with negativity or really anything anxiety provoking that was beyond my control. For a brief time that helped until it didn’t.
As always, more to come.