Friday, August 24, 2012

Why I'm Such an Open Book

Why do I live my life as an open book?  Doing so opens me up to all kinds of judgment and harsh criticism.  My skin is anything but thick, so these thing often hit me very hard.  I'm working on toughening up a bit and being able to let things more easily roll off my back.  However, I don't want to lose who I am in doing so. I'd rather be a big ol' softy then have a hard heart just so my feelings won't get hurt.

Well, the main reason is I want people to learn from me, from my example, from my hardships, and my mistakes.  I can't help others who are struggling with the same issue I am if I keep my issues hidden. It would surprise you the number of close friends, co-workers, and family that I have found out have bipolar, major depressive disorder, or various other mental illnesses simply by bringing up my own illness.  People that would never have told me otherwise, but now that we know about each other we have support.  A person we can turn to when were having a hard time.  Don't we all need that?  Even people with out mental illness. A good support system can benefit everyone.

Being able to openly share my story is also very healing.  If I were to keep it all bottled up inside I'm sure I would have imploded by now.  I'm not one for secrets, especially ones about myself.  Other peoples secrets I can handle,  I can keep a friend's confidence, but hiding part of myself kills me.  I decided earlier this year that I want to share my heart with others.  (I think I unofficially decided this a long time ago)  The only way I know to do this is to share my whole heart.

My reminder that I wear around my wrist

So with that being said, I know that sometimes people are in shock that I and so open.  Maybe too open for some people, but that's just me.  It's the only way I know to be and it has worked for me so far.


1 comment:

Karen Mortensen said...

I agree with what you said. I think we should be more open with each other in order to help and support each other.