Having decided that I was going to go for something for the first time in a very long time, which was making the decision to create The Road to Mental Wellness; I was proud of myself considering the amount of mental pain I was in at the time. But, I had to do something.
But perhaps even more than that, I finally set myself free. For years, I had denied this love inside me that I felt I had to suppress because of the social mandate that lays out what’s expected of us when we reach adulthood. I made up my mind that I would forgo social convention and do something that would not only make me whole but would serve as a therapeutic release.
Writing, I loved to write and it was evident when I was young. I spent a lot of time writing in my teens. Sadly, when I grew into adulthood, I had so-called more important things to do. Work till I dropped, feed my anxiety and depression and never stop running. Ah, adulting. So I shelved my passion somewhere in the back of my mind and pretended I was enjoying the ride. Sound familiar?
Unfortunately, it was too late by the time I realized that slugging alone in the template of life met all the conditions to allow mental illness to grow exponentially. It eventually became too much once PTSD was thrown on top of it, and before I knew it, I was face to face with a monster I had ignored for far too long; a monster |I had created.
Now here I am, off work since September of last year, getting the help I need and walking towards the road to mental wellness. Part of the healing journey for me is to write, finally. What a tremendous help it has been to pull my passion off the shelf, dust it off and find that I love it just as much now as I did back then.
When you deny what you were meant to do, it feeds the flames of anxiety and makes you feel like you have less control over your life. This can head one down the road of depression. In a lot of cases, we may not be able to make a living doing what we love but if we think outside the box, we can at least find time to incorporate it into our daily lives.
With all the challenges I face right now, writing has at least made it easier for me to push my way through. I have a place to put my energy. It’s very much a coping tool because its something I love, I am free to create which is what I have always wanted to do.
Find time to do what you love. Even though it might not pay, the rewards are worth so much more. You may find that you can’t escape from the everyday riggers of your life but at least you’ll have a therapeutic release to help you navigate your way through. So, what dusty passion is hidden away in the back of your mind? Why not dust it off and fall in love with it, all over again.
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