Wow! I REALLY needed to read this right now. I have been struggling with an all-consuming and suffocating guilt which literally takes my breath away at times. Most of my guilt and regret originate from mistakes that I made years or even decades ago but somehow I have always managed to hurt those I love and cherish the most and no matter how much time passes, the scars in my heart remain. Still even more of those feelings continue to rise out of situations over which I have no control.
My anxiety and depression are at an all-time high and the panic attacks that I managed to control for years have returned with a vengeance.
If I could drill the words of this quote into my heart and mind, perhaps I could over-power and move past the pain which haunts my heart and tortures my mind.
Suicide and Endometriosis has been a topic heavy on my heart for the past seven months (you can readSuicide & Endometriosis here). Am I suicidal? No. However,last year there were several EndoSisters who committed suicide. And this year a few more have. Too many. But can easily understand their hopelessness: pain; no cure; the potential for multiple surgeries; regrowth; Western medicine, alternative medicine, natural supplements, snake oils, relief, recurrence, and the cycle starts all over again. Not to mention a sense of being completely alone, misunderstood, misdiagnosed, mistreated by physicians, mislabeled as drug-seekers, fakers, and crazies.
I’ve been trying to think of ways that I can help. In a small way. Or a big way. And I’ve fallen short on ideas… But today I’ve learned of a group where Sisters with suicidal thoughts can go for help. An old-fashioned phone-line group. Yes, that’s right. You can email, PM, or call…
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