"You are not alone."
If I see that meme one more time I might scream. Of course I am alone. Where are you when I am having anxiety or a panic attack? Where are you when my thoughts take a trip down Irrational Lane? What are you doing when my sanity tether is fraying at the end? Looking around I'm not seeing anyone. And yes, I tend to act stronger than I really am and not tell people what is going on, but there are those who know and those who know certain things will trigger things and other things and things and it's always things.
I feel old, naïve, and like I missed out on the inside joke when I look at people. I feel like they know something I never learned. Did I skip the day they taught you how to function in a healthy relationship? Did my teacher forget the lesson plan on how just because you love someone that does not mean they will love you back? That diving back into something that hurts you time and time again will have the same results?
I try so hard to be a good person. Do the right thing. Be the better person. Make the right choice, the smart choice. Sometimes it works, other times not so much. I feel guilty over the dumbest things and hate when people take me for granted.
Then again, we deserve what we tolerate. Powerful and hard to hear. But oh so painfully accurate.
I'm smart enough, good enough, and gosh darn it no one loves me…Boo Hoo, right?
Obviously, I am doing something wrong. Have a screw loose. Perhaps love too much or love the wrong people.
All I know is I am alone, stop acting like your meme makes you part of the mental health welcome wagon. What matters is where you toss your chips when someone's having a crisis and needs you.
Where are you?
Me, I'm right here - waiting.