Mondays are never fun and if you took yesterday off to give yourself an extra long weekend, today may not have been much better. These are the times where I would like to offer what I call a “life hug”! For those who suffer from depression, some days are worse than others….I have never loved Mondays.
I would describe a life hug as a little pick me up, to let you know you are not alone and that others suffer, some suffer far worse than a case of the Monday Blues.
For those of us who suffer from a mental illness, the day of the week doesn’t matter. It could be Friday night and you have tickets to the best show, you could be on your way to a tropical paradise. We cannot predict when we will hit a low, how we will react or how long it will last. All that we can do is hope, hope and pray that those around us try to understand.
I have suffered from depression for a decade. Most people see me as the strong Jodi who likes to joke and laughs a lot. My doctor, my family and close friends know there is another side of me. The Jodi who sometimes cannot remember things, who stumbles over words, who seems to sleep a lot and who sometimes just doesn’t seem like the Jodi they know. All of these are me. They make up who I am. I am the same old Jodi but sometimes, I am suffering. Can you help me? Perhaps but really the best thing you can do for me is continue to care, to love me and to hug me.
I may not always be fun to be around but the people I love know, I will always be there for them…Up/Down, High/Low, Clear/Foggy, Crying or Laughing.
Lastly, I can tell you that writing my blog over the last few months has been some of the best medicine. It is self prescribed, I cannot mess up the dose and people are finding out there is more to Jodi.
When I decided to start writing I chose “The Joys of Jodi” because I wanted to share the things in my life that sometimes help me through the rough patches, the things that help me smile and most importantly, the things that bring me JOY.