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Today’s entry is by a young college student, Naiomi.
In this short, powerful piece, Naiomi shares with us her daily struggles with depression and suicidal thoughts. Naiomi is seeing a therapist and is on medications.
From her pictures you can see that she is a sweet young girl putting her best foot forward, to overcome her struggles.
I first “met” Naiomi when she left a message on the blog, offering to help with the Fair.
I am happy to say that she is now an enthusiastic committee member, and, college finals notwithstanding, she has been more than happy to share her thoughts, particularly about the logo we are working on 😉
Naiomi is also going to get a fan page going for “Get Your Wellness On”
If you want to join Naiomi’s team please let us know.
Sometimes I find it hard to breathe, to get out of bed, to just live.
Sometimes the only place I feel safe is in my bed, snuggled and comforted by my warm blankets, and kept company by my wild, imaginative dream. Laying in bed all the stresses of the day melt away and sleep provides my only relief and escape. But unfortunately, I can’t spend all day sleeping. I have classes to attend, friends to meet, responsibilities to attend to.
Sometimes it takes all of my strength to just get through the day and I wonder, why? Why do I keep on going forward? Why keep on living? What’s the point?
Sometimes I can barely concentrate. Any words that appear in front of me bleed and blend into one another until I can’t tell them apart.
Sometimes, I walk through the day in a haze, weighed down by an invisible burden that chokes me and refuses to let me live.
Sometimes death feels so inviting, it whispers in my ear promising to end my pain and emptiness and transport me to a different, better world
But there are other times where I look up at the beautiful blue sky and feel at peace with myself and the world.
There are times, hanging with my friends in our dorm, joking and laughing where I feel…happy.
There are times where talking with my professors, confessing to them my pain and anguish while they listen intently where I feel loved and cherished.
But most of the time, the bad days, the pain, the sorrow make it hard for me to see, to experience the good times the happy times. Most of the time the pain and sorrow cloud my mind, my body, my days.
What a beautiful, sweet, generous, brave and strong spirit you have.
Imagine that I, Rayo, Shannon, Kristina, Florentina, Dave, my Andrew, my husband, Robert, Rayo’s Michael, and many, many others, imagine that we are all standing, batts in hands, ready to defend you against sorrow, pain, anguish, emptiness and death trying to creep into your mind.
You are not alone dear child, you are not alone, remember that. And imagine this motley crew standing in front you, who, in their mind would want to mess with us?
Lots of love Naiomi,
from me Esmeralda, and hundreds of others. 🙂