There are really three ways that I get ideas for what I want to write about.
- I’ll see or hear somebody, and I’ll recognize that they don’t understand something that I wish they understood. It’s not always appropriate to approach them immediately, so I’ll make a note of the idea on my phone and then write about it later.
- I’ll notice that somebody I know is going through something that I’ve gone through before. They may not know that I understand what it’s like, and rarely is it effective to directly tell somebody in pain that I understand. They’ll usually reject whatever is said. But by writing about it, and allowing them to read it on their own time, they are generally more open and will sometimes reach out themselves for support.
- The last reason is when I recognize a flaw in my own life. Sometimes I’ve made the change in thinking or acting already and am trying to share what I now understand. Other times I’ll still be in the process of changing but feel it would be valuable to share my thoughts.
This idea came the third way…
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I’ve basically been the king of overthinking for as long as I can remember. Anybody close to me could tell you that I’ll take anything I see/hear and start writing a novel in my head on what it could mean.
Sometimes they’re fun little stories that don’t do anything to hurt me emotionally. However, most of the time these stories are about why somebody hates me, and my thoughts will spiral out of control until I believe them to be true.
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Something I’ve noticed is that, for the most part, people want to help those who they feel need assistance. Take some time when you have a minute, go to YouTube, and search “Faith in Humanity Restored.” There are plenty of examples of people showing kindness to those who need it.
It only makes sense that when somebody hears a friend is struggling with mental illness they want to help. But depression is a bit more complicated than paying for somebody’s groceries, or helping a cat out of a tree.
Continue reading “Why You Really Aren’t Helping, and What to Do About It”
One of the reasons I was hesitant at first to start this blog, and to talk so much about things that are going on in my life, was the fear that my friends wouldn’t know how to act around me.
Anytime somebody says something about depression, anxiety, or mental illness in general it can be uncomfortable for those who either haven’t been through it themselves or who haven’t had a close relationship with somebody who has.
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