Hope all my lovely readers are doing well or, at the very least, working on it as I am doing every day myself. While I’m not in the best of spirits ‘mood wise’ right now, (things have been pretty rough recently), I’m grateful to be able to notice and address it myself – means I still have a handle on things, so all is not lost. ‘Tis the season of growth, renewal and newness, so here’s to trusting God to come through with an awesome demonstration of universal alignment.
Today’s post was written by Sandra Thomas, wife, mother and human resources executive who in her own words shares her unavoidable tryst with her mental health. Having done everything right for years, she was pretty much a textbook case of ‘high-functioning depression’ – something that shocked many and re-introduced her to herself. She will be a regular columnist here on my blog, and I’m honoured she chose my platform to aid in raising awareness about this very serious issue. Read on to learn more about her experience and the valuable lessons she’s learned on her journey.
Love, light and blessings,
“Who are you?” was the question my therapist posed one day in the Summer of 2015. A seemingly innocent one, but she might as well have asked “What is the capital of Equatorial Guinea?” I am not sure what bothered me more in that moment- my annoyance at such a ‘stupid’ question or the fact that I did not know the answer. Seeing the look on my face, she took mercy on me and told me to take some time to think on it. I left her office with a range of emotions, pondering this simple question that would haunt me for a very long time.