OKay guys - Tomorrow morning at the ass crack of dawn (Pre-ass crack really) i will be heading to the airport to go on a trip for about a week. I will be seeing my best friend Bonnie and my boyfriend Grant in Las Vegas. So I won’t be around or posting much for a week. I’ll be back though!!!
None of this would be at all possible if it wasn’t for the two of them, Grant especially. Really. I would not be able to go at all if it wasn’t for him. Thank you love.
I’ve been dealing with a pretty severe depressive episode lately. I know why - it’s dealing with my friend Renetta’s death (Family friend, but it was like she was a favorite aunt or something - you know, extended family you actually LIKE seeing?) and that’s been bringing up all kinds of issues with my Grandmother. She’s been unwell, and has had to go through some fairly traumatic stuff lately, so i’ve been over at my parents every other day helping out with her, taking care of her. Her age and health has been weighing heavily on my mind and my heart.
[Image description: A photograph of a manatee, taken above water. The manatee is resting their grey head on the edge of a pool, with one flipper up as well. TEXT: “You are strong, but that doesn’t mean you have to fight alone. Please ask for help if you need it, or a hug, or a cup of tea. Or just ask for someone to be by your side.”]
[Photo credit. Read this, it’s great.]
I think a lot of people think that to be strong, you have to be completely independent and never show weakness and fight all of your battles by yourself. And that’s not true. Even the strongest people have others to lean on. Friends to hug, parents to make them dinner, and acquaintances to wish them a good day.
It’s okay to ask for help, or to ask someone to give you a big hug because you feel so much weight on your shoulders you need someone to share the load. That’s all okay. You are important, and loved.