The other day my son ran into a metal pole and sliced his forehead open. I had four people come beside me to help. They saw the wound and were right there to help, no questions asked. (He is fine now.)
It made me think of how many people would be rushing beside those with anxiety, depression, ptsd, those with suicidal thoughts, etc. if we could see those invisible wounds.
The thing is we can’t see them so for those who are hurting, we need to speak our truth to someone so we aren’t alone at our lowest points.
I have been there, in that low point thinking it couldn’t get better but I somehow found it in me to tell my husband, parents and sister back in 2009 that I needed help. And am so grateful I did. It was hard as my family made sure I was not alone and made me stay at my sisters with the kids while my husband worked the weekend shift. It was hard to have to lean on others and let people into the hurt but I am forever grateful I found the courage to ask for help.
It is hard but it is worth it. Reach out for help. You don’t need to sit in the pit alone. And if you don’t want to talk to a family member or friend, call the National Suicide Prevention Lifeline
Call 1-800-273-8255 or 211.
It is humbling, yet can be that turning point where you can rebuild your life again, from the ground up💕🙏💕
Please join me to...
Pause. Breathe. Pray.
May we find it in ourselves to reach out to get the help we need. May we lean into the hope that it can get better. And may we keep our eyes and ears open to the signs of these invisible wounds and be willing to be proactive to come beside others and lend a hand to help them get out of the pit and into more solid ground.
With love and hope,