I lived for 25 years trying to hide the fact that I am unique. Different. Broken. Etc. Let me tell you, it’s exhausting to run from yourself for so long. Only my closest family members and friends had been clued in on the details of my mental illness(es).
However, over the past 6 months, I have decided that it’s okay to stop pretending and stop hiding. It’s okay that I’m not perfect. It’s okay to love myself. It’s okay. As a result, I receive many weird looks and questions from people around me.
I really encourage you to ask questions if you love someone who is struggling with mental illness. Take some time and try to get into their world. We all experience it differently. It means something different to each of us.
It means so much to me that people ask me questions, even though some of them are…
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