What if?

What if I told you that you aren’t broken?  That your diagnosis was based on speculation and “society’s” need to label what it doesn’t understand, or what doesn’t fit into the box? Are there major neurosis out there that cause people to suffer mentally and physically?  I’m sure there are, but I’m not talking about those. Nope, I’m talking the standards – depression, ADHD, AADHD, and the like.

What if you just have a different set of codes that run your brain / body? What if you just feel things more deeply than others, or have a different way of processing the world than most?  What if your fatigue and body aches are your soul’s way of telling you to stop living the way you’re living because that’s just not the way you were built to function in the world?

What if you took some time to learn what really makes you tick? What feels good to you deep down into your soul? What if you tried some different ways to work WITH your symptoms rather than believing they’re wrong (you’re defective)?

What if you stopped believing you were broken and started living your life in a way that played to your strengths, reduced the exposure of your not so strengths, and genuinely produced that soul-deep, feel good?

For real – what if?

I changed so many things in my life for the better once I stopped believing I was ‘depressed’, or that I was ‘supposed’ to feel or do or be because of my experiences. I stopped feeling ashamed for having been raped; stopped feeling weak or inferior because I was female; stopped forcing myself to be sociable when in truth, I don’t like or need a lot of people in my day to day. I stopped doing, feeling, behaving, looking, or sounding like I was “supposed” to and instead, began learning who I was at my core. What my beliefs were. I worked to figure out who I wanted to be and how I wanted to operate in the world. Lo and behold, I haven’t been “depressed” since.  I haven’t felt “wrong” or like an “outsider”.  My need to do things to fit in has diminished greatly. My quirks are my superpowers, my teachers, my Divine sign posts.


It is that feeling of finally being whole/right/at peace in my skin that I wish for us all. It is the next level in the theme of my writing, speaking; it is the message I intend to convey to those in my circle of influence.  You…WE are not broken. We don’t need to medicate, numb, hide, feel ashamed, embarrassed, or whatever else “they” tell us we “should” feel for being other than them, or rather other than what they want us to be.

What if you changed your mind and started seeing yourself in the light?

What if?

I love you.


6 thoughts on “What if?

  1. If I got the helped I needed in my teens, the help that existed then would have killed me. I’m so grateful I was never analyzed for any reason.

    1. It’s sad the extremes people have gone, are going to, to “make” people fit their ideals of normalcy. I’m glad you are who you are today. I’m learning a lot about self-acceptance and about myself from your posts and poems.

  2. I love this! I’ve been really struggling with my anxiety lately, probably largely due to pregnancy hormones but also due to extra stress at work. Then this weekend a friend (not a close friend, but a friend nonetheless) died of what appears to have been a drug overdose. I never even knew he had an addiction problem, even though I had spoken to him (albeit online) less than 12 hrs before he died. Anyway, that seemed to send me into a bit of a tailspin on top of everything else. Yesterday I kept thinking “Man, I’d love to trade this brain for another one that just doesn’t feel things so deeply & isn’t so prone to anxiety.” But the more I think about it, the more I remind myself that this brain, though “challenging” at times, is what makes me ME, & the world definitely needs folks like me. It really does take all kinds of kinds to make the world go around.

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