The fragility of a troubled mind

The fragility of a troubled mind is like traversing the edge of a knife. Every step cuts and draws its retribution, so falling into the darkness below can seem like a respite.

I share this to raise awareness, hoping it does not negatively impact your opinion of Mist and Shadow. I also hope that it does not discourage any decision to offer support in the future.

After a week of meeting with friends and family, celebrating birthdays and the first successes of this venture, I now have bouts of feeling worthless, alone and increasingly unable to face the day ahead.

If sleep comes, it is troubled. Some days I am not mentally strong enough to get out of bed and remain where I lie, which seems like a victory.

I find it easier to stay in the darkness.

Yet I know I am not alone in facing debilitating battles not visible to others yet real to oneself.

Pain, both physical and mental, often leads to other struggles with anxiety and depression.

These are the unseen disabilities that need to be better understood.

Unlike some, I am fortunate to have the support of close and loving friends, for which I am forever grateful.

My thoughts are with those who do not.

Be kind