Thank you, for telling this part of your story in this way. There is no woe is me , but rather you stand as a light house pointing others to safety and bringing hope. Namaste indeed
Thank you for winning this battle Rea, I'm so grateful everyday that you could beat her and live again. I love you so much Rea and you mean the world to me❤️
I don’t believe in suicide no more. That’s exactly what I feel now. Whatever happens! There is too much beauty I will miss. Thank you my friend. I appreciate you, Chris.
This is an incredibly raw and courageous piece. The way you describe the loss and gradual return of self trust is devastating and clarifying at the same time. Naming that state where your own mind no longer felt like a safe place to live gives language to something many people experience in silence.
What stays with me most is the shift from being ruled by the illness to being able to say I am here and I am in control now even with depression still present. That honesty matters. This feels less like a story about madness and more like a testimony of survival and responsibility reclaimed.
Thank you for telling the truth this plainly. I am glad you are here and that the voice telling this story is still alive.
Powerful. Lack of trust causes depression and fascism.
I think you deserve a little more credit for getting yourself out of that funk. Crediting depression is like crediting an abuser by saying what doesn’t kill me makes me stronger - that may be true, but the abuser doesn’t get the credit, because that makes him stronger, and we become the enabler of what we seek to transcend, not just for ourselves, but for others as well.
People can literally die from depression. It’s such a low frequency that life force leaves your body. If you had stayed there long enough, it would’ve happened naturally, which is terrible.
Love and trust are at the center. Everything else moves out from there. Passion and creativity and desire and peace and pleasure and inspiration.
When you trusted yourself you also loved yourself. Two sides of the same coin. When there is trust there is love. Then peace, then inspiration. And clearly you’re there now, because otherwise you wouldn’t be so prolific and light. XO
I've never quite been there, but it sounds haunting and confusing for depression to keep you weighed like an anchor.
The darkness pulls us down and we can't quite hear ourselves to listen for clarity. We don't know what to trust and we don't know what's true. We forget to listen for positive voices and we get stuck in loops of thought and swirling belief.
There's buoyant place where life is easy, but we have to hum at a high enough frequency to maintain the lightness. Light is masculine, and emotion is feminine. Now it's easier and we don't have to worry about backsliding so much because the density is different and there's not as much inertia. We can let the emotion flow like water and not hang onto it
Absolutely. That’s the masculine and the feminine together.
It’s the feminine that helps us grow our power, and that’s the emotions. It’s so important to let that flow and be non-cognitive about it.
We don’t need thought to process emotion. Thoughts are electric, which is also the masculine. Emotions are magnetizing and energetically more powerful than thought.
Vulnerable and powerful, Rea, and the strength it took to make it through and to see this clearly in hindsight is astonishing. We are all blessed because of it. It is impossible to fully understand the dark nights of the soul but by speaking honestly with love, we can help each other through them. You are a blessing, a true blessing. <3
A truly terrifying situation to find yourself in, but you are still here…
Your reflections are so powerful, the message is clear, there is a pathway forwards …
🙏
There is always a path out. Thank you, Mark. ❤️🙏
That’s so true…. 🙏
Grateful you’re here and sharing your gifts with all of us.
Thank you, dear Jen.
Thank you for sharing. Peace to you.
Peace to you, Nancy.
Sending you so much love, Rea. I hear you and I feel you. ❤️
Sending love back, Lisa. 💞💞
I'm so thankful you made it through. Thanks so much for sharing here with us. Depression is a beast.
It surely is. Thank you, Jane.
You're welcome
So grateful you've walked through.
Me too, Stephen.
Thank you, for telling this part of your story in this way. There is no woe is me , but rather you stand as a light house pointing others to safety and bringing hope. Namaste indeed
There is always hope. Thank you, Adrian. Namaste
I so hear you my lovely! I so hear you!
Hugs, Corinne!
We are grateful too, your writings are insightful to say the very least.
🙏☺️✍️
I’m grateful to be able to put it into words, Marjorie. Thank you. ❤️🙏
Important and brave post. I relate to so much of this.
Sending love, Phillip.
Thank you for winning this battle Rea, I'm so grateful everyday that you could beat her and live again. I love you so much Rea and you mean the world to me❤️
I love you, my best friend! ❤️❤️
Rea, like most of the comments, I am glad you are here and able to tell your story. Parts of what you wrote reminded me of ichristopher's recent piece: https://open.substack.com/pub/lchristopher/p/chopinpere-lachaise-original-title?utm_campaign=post-expanded-share&utm_medium=post%20viewer
"and i wish to God that i remembered how to cry.
and i don’t believe in suicide anymore. not no more.
not no more. so please don’t worry. such are the solutions of children. and there’s just too much to do."
I only reposted it here because I know you appreciate his writing and those two sentences were bouncing in my head as I read your piece.
I don’t believe in suicide no more. That’s exactly what I feel now. Whatever happens! There is too much beauty I will miss. Thank you my friend. I appreciate you, Chris.
This is an incredibly raw and courageous piece. The way you describe the loss and gradual return of self trust is devastating and clarifying at the same time. Naming that state where your own mind no longer felt like a safe place to live gives language to something many people experience in silence.
What stays with me most is the shift from being ruled by the illness to being able to say I am here and I am in control now even with depression still present. That honesty matters. This feels less like a story about madness and more like a testimony of survival and responsibility reclaimed.
Thank you for telling the truth this plainly. I am glad you are here and that the voice telling this story is still alive.
It was hell, Nat. I’m grateful that I didn’t succeed. Thank you for your heartfelt comment. I deeply appreciate it.
We are all grateful that you were the victor.
Thank you, my friend.
Powerful. Lack of trust causes depression and fascism.
I think you deserve a little more credit for getting yourself out of that funk. Crediting depression is like crediting an abuser by saying what doesn’t kill me makes me stronger - that may be true, but the abuser doesn’t get the credit, because that makes him stronger, and we become the enabler of what we seek to transcend, not just for ourselves, but for others as well.
People can literally die from depression. It’s such a low frequency that life force leaves your body. If you had stayed there long enough, it would’ve happened naturally, which is terrible.
Love and trust are at the center. Everything else moves out from there. Passion and creativity and desire and peace and pleasure and inspiration.
When you trusted yourself you also loved yourself. Two sides of the same coin. When there is trust there is love. Then peace, then inspiration. And clearly you’re there now, because otherwise you wouldn’t be so prolific and light. XO
It’s a haunting place to find yourself. Thank you for your comment, Andrew.
I've never quite been there, but it sounds haunting and confusing for depression to keep you weighed like an anchor.
The darkness pulls us down and we can't quite hear ourselves to listen for clarity. We don't know what to trust and we don't know what's true. We forget to listen for positive voices and we get stuck in loops of thought and swirling belief.
There's buoyant place where life is easy, but we have to hum at a high enough frequency to maintain the lightness. Light is masculine, and emotion is feminine. Now it's easier and we don't have to worry about backsliding so much because the density is different and there's not as much inertia. We can let the emotion flow like water and not hang onto it
I’ve learned to let it flow, Andrew. We need both the light and the dark to balance.
Absolutely. That’s the masculine and the feminine together.
It’s the feminine that helps us grow our power, and that’s the emotions. It’s so important to let that flow and be non-cognitive about it.
We don’t need thought to process emotion. Thoughts are electric, which is also the masculine. Emotions are magnetizing and energetically more powerful than thought.
Vulnerable and powerful, Rea, and the strength it took to make it through and to see this clearly in hindsight is astonishing. We are all blessed because of it. It is impossible to fully understand the dark nights of the soul but by speaking honestly with love, we can help each other through them. You are a blessing, a true blessing. <3
Thank you for understanding, Stephanie. You are a blessing in my life. ❤️