Kaitlyn S. C. Hatch
Prolific reader, Creative human being, meditates daily.— www.kaitlynschatch.com
And this is where we all fail at being able to accurately describe mental health and mental illness to those that haven’t experienced our particular manifestation of it. For me, life got harder. Everything sucked more. Everything mattered less. I still got up in the mornings and did my work very well. I still went out with friends, made dinner, hung out with my boyfriend.
That little orange bottle on the left is the one I’m afraid to talk about
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This is something I’ve only recently been able to start understanding. I’m very good at presenting myself as okay because I’m REALLY good at creating a buffer between the turmoil inside and my outward expression. Largely because, through my experience of mental illness, the messages I’ve been given from people around me is they can’t handle how I feel. This is why my understanding of what it means to genuinely be there for someone had really grown over the years.
This piece here is one of the best I’ve ever read explaining the practice (and importance) of presence: http://www.onbeing.org/blog/parker-palmer-the-gift-of-presence-the-perils-of-advice/8628
