I have been so bad with the blogs. I had to have another surgery earlier this month and it had me super down where I just didn’t want to write. I think now those are the times that I need to write more. I had taken so much pride in keeping up with my post I hate that it ist the first thing I stop doing when I feel sick or really depressed. I need to do better, hell I need to write or post on days other than Monday and Thursday. I need to have more human interaction and not be so closed of. I need to believe in myself.
i was going to let Monday go by without posting because honestly i dont have anything positive to say.i was going to try and blame it on valentines days but that is not the case. i am becoming depressed again and my techniques and tings are not working right now. every step forward i take seems to push me three steps back. every positive ting i try and do brings with it four negative things. is this just me looking at things from a negative perspective, yes, does it change how it feels, no. so i am back in a holding pattern trying my best not to fall back into old habits, which then has me thinking about old habits and how comforting it would be just to go back to what fees normal even if it leads me to another deep depression and suicidal thought.
im starting to feel so alone again and even with my writing not getting across how i feel. so it looks like i even avoid my writing. I dont now what happened after japan but i want to get back to that place of having a positive out look and getting a plan together to get my life in order but something that was only a few weeks ago is starting to feel like another life time.
there are no safe places for me and i dont know how to fight the weight of that reality
there are no safe places for me
quite a revelation as america begins to celebrate black history
if i identify as straight i must hate gays
if i am proud to be black i must hate all the other false created classifications of race
if i identify as a man i must hate women
if i call myself intelligent i must hate everyone with an uneducated opinion
cant be safe at home because its the ones that look like you not the outside racist that can do the most harm
dont say you are American because that identity is just synonymous with wrong
cant call yourself black/african/colored or negro because unless someone else names the identity of your people for you that labeling is evil
cant like sports or read books because one is lame and the other is your only way out the hood and will damage your brain
cant like more than one issue/cause or thang its not like you have a multitasking brain
there are no safe places to identify as me because wherever i turn someone wants to make me ashamed of claiming my rights/my life/my name
it seems people only pay attention to you when you are gone
only love you when they are wrong
are only around when you are strong
only acknowledge you when there is pain
only value you when there is something to gain
only apologize when they get caught
are only impressed when you are in second place
only concerned after the fears you faced
only appear after you weathered the storm
only ask how you are doing when all is gone
only find time when you need to be alone
only have an opinion until you write this poem
my first non cook county mandated doctor’s appointment in more than 20 years was horrible , dint see the doc till more than 2 hours after my appointment, but we are going to focus on the positive right now!
1: got to read a lot of the ultimate hitchhikers guide to the galaxy
2: flirted with a really cute nurse
3: found out i weight way less than what i thought
4: finally saw a doctor after a month of trying to get the appointment
5: took my anger from the experience and walked home #exercise
so yes i am going to focus on that and go play around on snapchat
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i always knew that there are an uncountable amount of triggers that could set me off and lead me into a bout of depression.
Today I put into affect that there are also a numerous amount of triggers that can lead me out of depression.
to be a p[positive person takes work and a constant vigil. it can be done
And like unstable molecules emotions are always in flux, they are not fixed
which means we have the power to move them as they move us
it is all malleable and we can shape it to whatever we want
soooooooooooooo a few days ago i say a picture of a woman i have a huge crush on (yes i embrace the fact i am over 30 and still crush on people) and in the picture it looked liked she had on an engagement ring! i went into the dark fog of sadness and depression super fast. suddenly i was never gonna get married or have children, no woman would ever love a man with mental illness. i fell so hard so fast and once i realized what i was doing i laughed and snapped out of it!
i tell you of this moment as an example because a year ago those thoughts would not have just been a moment they would have been the rest of my week! they would have been in every action and every thought until another depressing thought came along.that is not the case anymore. i can realize when a depressing thought comes along and now i have the tools to help myself come out of the fog.
does the fear of not finding someone to love still persist? yes. thanks to therapy i have learned to take those negative thoughts and think of a better outlook. like, maybe right now i dont need to worry about being with another person right now i am actually enjoying working on myself. that if i work on myself enough i will find someone that will understand what i am trying to do and i wont have to fear telling them about my depression. that this is a great time to focus on me so that if i find someone to love i will be ready to give them my all!
btw my crush is not engaged lol
this is not going to be a long bog post because everything seems to be going just find. besides from a sudden illness and vision trouble i have noting to complain about. which is why i think i have been having this nagging question, how strongly does having a significant other affect ones mental health? this is something i am going to bring up in therapy because in all honesty i know some of my bad relationship decisions have come from my unhealthy mental and emotional reactions. is it possible to find love when you know you have these types of issues? ok im going to go destroy a box of tissues now i hope you are doing well and i will talk to you soon!
So after a very mentally trying day followed by a physically trying day, I may be normal. I say that with a slight question mark because I don’t think I knew what that meant. So much of my actions have been dictated by my unbalanced emotional reactions I couldn’t recognize a normal response. I think I like this. I like having a sense of balance and now I understand how much work it takes to maintain this positive outlook.
On a side note I have started two challenges for November to keep me motivated. One, no shave November gor men’s health and two, the people I’m thankful for challenge. All post will be on my instagram first @bossbradley442 and I will then post compilations of those post in future blogs here.
Thanks for reading. I will talk to you soon.
i knew exactly what i wanted to write about today. with thanksgiving coming up i wanted to begin a 30 day challenge about what i was thankful for. i was very excited when i realized what i wanted to do and write about. i was very excited and couldnt wait to share with people my challenge but then i read some bad news. my best friend, my brother lost his child yesterday after noon. a son who had been fighting for his life over the last 11 days. he was strong and beautiful. My brother is taking it as well as he can and i tink i am doing the same but i am not sure. I have always had a different relationship with death, even before my depression and suicidal thoughts became prevalent. I have rarely looked upon death as a bad thing but as i have become more aware of my emotional reactions i have become aware of how others deal with theirs even more. Angger and frustration, which can trigger my depression, are flowing through me but i believe i have been handling it well but i honestly do not know. i know i have to break self destructive patterns that lead to my depression but i cant cut myself off from these emotions but learn to deal with these feelings. i want to write more. I want to express what i am feeling. I want to be a good brother. I hope I can do these things and maintain my new found balance with my mental health.