The following was sent to me by a reader.
“I’ve been in therapy for a significant time. I am the proud recipient of a dual diagnosis from hell – bipolar and borderline – and have unintentionally confirmed the accuracy of those diagnoses. Been a seeker my entire adult life. Investigated many divergent roads, in search of what? The answer is simple, but not easy: peace.
Peace of mind. Is it attainable? Don’t know yet. Doing my damnedest to explore the possibility. Not one for giving [unsolicited] advice, but if your journey includes times of great difficulties as does mine, regardless of how you define it, may I suggest the following: find a really good therapist and consider whether meds may be appropriate. Commit to these two things. The rest is optional, yet no less meaningful.
I read and have a daily practice attempting to transcend genetics and personal history. Started meditating this past year, highly recommend it. Ultimately what I want to proffer is whatever path resonates with you, be encouraged to pursue it with all your heart – it just might facilitate your healing. No one is coming to save you. It is truly up to you, so vow to yourself. Even in the moments you’re gazing up from the abyss; don’t give up, don’t give in. THEY ARE ONLY THOUGHTS – NOT REALITY! Wait ten minutes, or an hour, or a day. Your perspective, your thoughts will change. They always do.”
