Happy Easter and I edited my The Great Divorce post -- 'cause I read it after several months and it's boring and not exactly how I wanted it to look and read. I wrote the post in about 10 minutes about 9 months ago and re reading it was laborious to say the least.
So if you've read it, maybe re read it, maybe not.
I had a nervous breakdown in 2014. And now I know why they call it a breakdown.
It never breaks down.
You're stuck with that one label.
Even if you're healed - you had a nervous breakdown.
You're not called a breakdown survivor, like cancer survivors. There's no victory in our healing.
You're a person who had a nervous breakdown and now at least for me, many people who I thought of as friends - want nothing to do with me. Shamed. Shunned.
How sad is that ?
Well it's pretty sad.
Happy Easter - representing resurrection- the new.
I'm healed now. I'm new. That was 4 years ago.
I'm a breakdown survivor. Are you?