A friend of mine shared this post on Instagram a little while ago and gave me permission to share it here with you.
"What's funny about this picture is that I thought about re-pouring my coffee into a mug that wasn't dirty and chipped and that I was going to clean my table. I wanted it to be perfect. But beside that imperfect mug is 60 mg of Cymbalta and it's how I start every day. It's not the first medication I've needed to treat my mental illness and it won't be the last. I was diagnosed over 20 years ago and my treatments and diagnoses have changed. What I've learned is that it's not so much the drug or diagnosis that matters, but that if you live with mental illness is that you need to take life one day at a time. Some days are shitty, some aren't and most land somewhere in the middle and those middle days can sometimes be the absolute worst. All of this is to say I've got your back."
A huge thank you to Jennifer for letting me share this here. I think this is the side of living with a mental illness that so many people want to cover up.
Whether you're dealing with it yourself, or someone you love is suffering, it can be uncomfortable to talk about the realities. But I hope that this reaches someone who is feeling hidden or misunderstood.
You're not alone.
And there are so many people out there who want you to know that they've got your back.
I'm one of them. So is Jennifer. And there are COUNTLESS others.
You are loved. You are valued. You are important.
Thank you for being here.