For the last few postings I’ve discussed counseling sessions addressing issues involving depression, guilt, diabetes… well, just life. I’ve discussed a lot of things that I think people are uncomfortable with, in particular the stigma of depression.
I’ve noticed a several things since I started writing these recent posts. In particular, the number of views these posts generate are much higher than I normally see. This tells me that there are a lot of people interested in these issues either for themselves or someone they love. There has also been a significant shift in my readers. Last month, a full 50% of my readers were new visitors, indicating that I’m reaching a different audience. I’ve also noticed that when I add the #mhsm (mental health social media) hashtag to the #dblog (diabetes blog) tag, the number of retweets decreases, which is why I think I’m touching on some very uncomfortable waters for some people. That’s OK with me.
My journey to where I am today is different than yours has been or will be. The things that have shaped and formed me are different from the things that have forged you or a loved one.
In the DOC, we like to say that we love to to talk with others that “get it”. And we do. But still, we can’t completely understand because we are different people with different perspectives, experiences and opinions.
But you know something, if we both realize that? That we can’t completely understand? That is something that we truly have in common. And it is a wonderful place start learning from. It allows us to learn from each other, playing our strengths, weaknesses and experiences off the other person. Being able to apply our combined wisdom to each of our situations.
Everyone, parents and caregivers especially, if you take anything away from the entries I’ve made recently, take away that, while my experiences aren’t pretty, yours don’t have to be that way.
If there was one thing that I could change so long ago, it would be finding peer support at a much younger age. When I was diagnosed at a young age, I just wasn’t old enough to really understand that diabetes wasn’t my fault. By the time I was, that “it’s my fault” was a Truth carved in stone.
If you find yourself struggling; frustrated, angry, sad, depressed realize that is ok. It’s normal for all of us involved with long-term health issues to go through phases of burnout and exhaustion. Find someone that you talk about it with, you can make it through this.
Take away that none of us need to be alone in this. That together, we can help each other more than we even realize.
Take away that it’s worth doing.
© 2012 Scott Strange, Strangely Diabetic and http://StrangelyDiabetic.com