I have a serious mental health problem, depression. My friend J has a serious mental health problem, PTSD.
He doesn’t understand depression, and I don’t understand PTSD.
But…we do get it.
I’m not a combat veteran, I’ll never understand his problem, but I get that he has one.
He will never understand my suicidal depression, but he gets that I have a problem.
If you get it, you get it. If you don’t, you don’t.
If you don’t get it, please just let us talk. Just listen. Don’t offer advice. Don’t ask “why.” Just sit quietly while we get it out.
Please understand this:
- My good days are your bad days.
- My bad days are your worst days.
- My worst days are your nightmares.
- And my nightmares? You can’t even contemplate them.
