I share a lot on my Facebook page my ups and downs of my physical health struggles. It’s interesting as if I post something positive, I get lots of likes compared to my days where I feel like I’m losing the battle, but I promised myself to be authentic, and I try to do it everywhere, even the fake platform of Facebook.
What I realized is that not everything in life is positive and good and happy. There’s lots of down and a whole lot of commitment to just basic existence.
Why can’t we support each other when life isn’t all shiny and rosy? I know I need more “likes” for when I struggle compared to when life seems to all be going my way.
Do you need to be liked when you’re depressed, anxious, or suicidal? I don’t get so bad off in those regards anymore, but when I did, it sure would have helped if someone could have extended a genuine hand.
It’s why I support so many I’ve never met through those especially hard times. I feel honored when someone calls via messenger I haven’t met because they just need someone to listen. If I have the time, I will give it.
If I can help someone in distress, I will do it every time I have time, especially if they show willingness to want to do the work it takes to get there.
My life is far from perfect. I’m in physical pain 100% of the time now. I have a nasty virus that is attacking my body, wreaking some serious havoc, I’m homebound most of the time, but I recognize and accept that not every moment is a victory. I’m currently accepting my life isn’t hugely victorious currently, but perhaps the peace that comes with the acceptance is actually the victory?