The amazing balancing act

Mental illness is like a boulder. Some are bigger than others, some are made of different things. Sometimes the boulder isn’t always the same.

For the last 6 months or so I’ve been balancing on top of mine, like a circus freak. Mastering the balancing act that is life.

My family help keep me stable. My meds are a huge help.

I’ve been on and off my meds the last couple weeks. When I start to feel well I forget to take them. Sometimes I don’t even feel like I need to take them.

In actual fact, they keep me stable. The last two days have been difficult.

I’m off my meds.

I was hiding under a blanket thinking.. I’m capable of more than this.

Depression is crippling.

I usually have this little voice of motivation that pushes me. The last two days though – the weight has been too heavy. Motivation’s arms are weak against the weight of a storm.

My mum has been amazing. The other day she came home with chocolates and ginger beer, she knew that I wasn’t feeling well. The last two nights she cooked yummy home meals and last night she gifted me with kisses on my forehead.

“Thank you for looking after me! We’re a good team”

Her support the last two days have been like ointment salve. Rubbing love onto the grazes of my soul.

I’m not 100% today but I’m feeling better.

I don’t know where I’d be without the help I receive.

My support net is helping me push the boulder back to the top of the hill.

Many hands make light work.