“Not talking about mental illness is killing people. We need that to stop.” Mauro Ranallo

I am reposting this blog. I think mental illness is prevailing, heartbreaking, and can come at us in many directions. There is more help now than ever before. My heart says yay and yes, as I have seen suffering first hand.

I grew up in a family that was rambunctious, chaotic, and clambering. I was still; I wanted to be still, not like the loud ones. I knew that I did not want to be like them; they were in trouble, and I wanted to be good.

I could not have possibly understood that one brother was bipolar, another was schizophrenic, a sister with undiagnosed personality disorder, and then the other one, wtf…I was a child; they were my family. The unsettled environment continued; I was a good girl; I shied from the upheaval and stayed in my own lane. I was still, quiet, observant, behaved. I lucked out, but still, enough mayhem surrounded me to create anxieties; I think that would have been the normal reaction in the calmest of folks.

There go I, an uncertain human growing up in a world of upheaval. My parents were as solid as could be; they loved one another and faced life a day at a time. They loved, and their children’s problems did not submerge as really different for a good bit. My mom went after trying to understand my schizophrenic brother; she knew he was unique and wanted to help him to the best of her ability. With five children and a 50s housewife, she had her work cut out for her.

I do recall they diagnosed him as hyper-kinetic now, which would be termed as hyperactive. My mother tried healthy foods and, eventually, drugs. Those made him chew his nails, I noticed that. He was always moving and busy.

Now, those very differences can be detected, diagnosed, and medicated. Now, we have natural diets and awareness that can lead those who navigate life differently to fit into our world as we can fit into theirs.

My parents just celebrated their 75th wedding anniversary!!! The love they have for one another amazes me. No wonder I spent my life focused on relationships and love. It was always right there inside my days, in my children’s days, not to fully comprehend but to know that love was a part of who we were, who we are.

If any parents could deal with children that were very unique, it would be mine. I can stand apart from my siblings now and their illnesses with a different view. We all have our light and our dark shadows. I am blessed; I do not suffer as they do. I am blessed that my parents will always hold optimism for all of their children and grandchildren, great-grandchildren to boot! My parents love us just as we all are.

Mental illness in a family can capture those around you and hold you hostage. Take hold of yourself and of what the circumstances are. You are brave, strong, capable, willing, and blessed. Seek out professionals for them and for yourself. Help has never been as aware as it is now, and I am certain time will continue to improve society holding judgment on those that are different. Now, there is a world day honoring mental illness.

Glendon Doyle is a best-selling author who speaks candidly about her struggles with mental illness. She is brave and, I am certain, an influencer.

My Mantra: “Knowledge is power; seeking help to understand differences helps.”

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Katie L Lindley

Although I would like to say I am organized, focused and cookie-cutter, that simply would not be me. I am no different than any other woman in the world. I love to love, love hard, and, in the end, have learned to love myself above all else. So here I am, writing about the many men and the multiple purposes they have served in my life. Realizing that not one man on my roster had fulfilled every single one of my needs. Perhaps one man is not supposed to? I have compiled snippets of the men that have entered my world. In the end, they have shoved me towards my bathroom mirror, forcing me to take a better look at myself. Reflection is brilliant and the strongest guidepost into ourselves.

Working on the next book in the series “A House for Every Purpose, My Journey From Pillow to Pillow” revels a woman abandoning her home in search or her identity beyond men, motherhood, author.

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