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This Is the Most Glorious Message

As much as I love Twitter, (truly, I think it's great), at times I need a break and because I'm an addict--the only kind of break that really works for me is to completely deactivate my account and disappear for a while. (It's also the only way to shut down the never-ending stream of direct messages.) 

The last time I deactivated my Twitter account was April 4th, 2018, so I'm about due and upon re-reading why I did--I have to say most of the reasons are exactly the same and add to that a creeping depression that social media only aggravates.

I know it's good for my brain, the last time I was back after two weeks to promote my Mel piece about accidentally visiting a sex cult and I returned reluctantly because I felt so good and productive. It's probably not great for growing an audience, but honestly, I'm having a hard time caring about anything at the moment and I know that shit gets really dark for me when the primary question I'm asking myself is, "WHAT'S IT ALL FOR??"

Please don't comment with suggestions or email me solutions, I know what I need to do and I'm just sharing this with you so you know where I'm at: I'm grieving the loss of multiple friends, trying to stay sober in world that increasingly seems to be going off the rails and maintain my job (which depends on me pushing myself all the time) and at the moment--I feel like I barely have the will to get out of bed and help the four girls I'm sponsoring let alone keep all these other plates spinning. 

I'll be okay, don't worry about me, more than anything, I think I just need some solitude and to get through Jack's funeral tomorrow. For those of you who don't know, Jack is an 89-year-old in recovery who I've been going to see in his nursing home for the last 4 years. He died yesterday. He was suffering, so I'm glad he's passed, but we still had a bond and I'll miss him dearly. RIP, Jack.

This Is the Most Glorious Message

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I have no solutions and I have no advice. I do have experience that has taught me after years of hearing its voice in my head at every turn that depression is a liar. Even knowing that depression is a liar it can still dominate the conversation that take place in the recesses of our minds. I am sorry you are in that place now. I share the experience of the loss of another friend with an overdose recently. May you find peace within yourself in your time of need. Until that time know that you are important. Know that you matter. You have no idea how important you are. There are many things in life we aren't meant to understand but that doesn't diminish your value.

Hang in there, Bridget - it’ll get better and you'll feel better, I promise. We’re here for you whenever you need us. May it pass quickly.


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