I remember a trip to California several years ago with my
family. We hadn’t been together in a while and wanted to make a memorable
experience for all.
We took some time and went to Disneyland and the California
theme park. Ann and I saw the roller coaster and thought it looked like fun. It
was quite an experience: the anticipation of waiting while in long lines; watching
people disembark the ride and seeing the looks on their faces; getting locked
in our seats and feeling the car begin to move.
SWOOSH! It felt like G-force power as we were pinned against
the seat back. We rocketed up and over and then back down again, side to side,
high rises and dramatic drops.
We loved it! We made sure to ride it several more times that
day. It was clearly my favorite ride of the whole park.
I’ve thought a lot about that as our life has taken its own
roller coaster ride. Lots of ups and downs.
The understanding that there is “opposition in all things” is
very precious to me. As the pendulum swings, it makes the good really, really
incredible.
Of course, when the pendulum swings back the other way, it
can get pretty rough.
Many of you have shared that you too have experience with
mental illness, whether it is through a close family member or through
intimate, personal understanding.
It’s quite a roller coaster ride, isn’t it?
The “ups” are pretty wonderful. I love feeling clear and
focused and alive and able to do anything I put my mind to. Confident. Excited.
Strong.
For me the problem is how to make it through the “lows”,
because sometimes they get pretty low.
It’s strange how the littlest thing somehow sets off a
raging bull inside my head. I am instantly angry.
No, I am instantly ANGRY!!!
Angry at everything, and yet really at nothing.
I work to just keep my mouth shut and stay away from others.
I may not be able to stop the bull from charging inside, but I can stop it
before it erupts from my mouth or my hands.
Being angry, though, is exhausting. It takes a lot of work
to be furious. So I find that after a few days, I lapse into an apathetic
truce.
Because when feeling hurts so much, it is much easier to
just not feel at all.
Whoa. Did I really just say that?
Yes, I guess I did.
On what I call “survival” days, days when it is my job to
make sure I am still alive when it is time for bed, I have found it easier to
just get through and not really care about anything around me. I just kind of
exist.
But that’s a pretty dangerous place to retreat into.
Long ago I learned that the opposite of love is not hate, it
is apathy.
Love is feeling intensely the will to make things better for
either ourselves or others around us, to improve and grow and become.
The opposite of that would be to not feel at all. To feel
nothing. To do nothing. To just exist.
Yikes, been there, done that.
So, how to swing that pendulum back the other way to the
positive and building emotions that do so much good? How can I choose what I
really FEEL?
Every human being has certain needs, certain things that
must be included in this experience we call life.
Food. Water. Exercise.
Knowledge.
But perhaps most important would be the need to be needed.
Each of us must know that there are other human beings on
this planet who rely on us to fulfill some part of their day, no matter how
small or insignificant.
We’ve all experienced that deep discouragement and almost
hopelessness, only to find that the kind word and smile of someone brought us
to tears – and let us FEEL.
So, on those days when something in my head pushes the angry
button, or the confused button, or the can’t-stop-crying button, or the fear
button, or the self-destruct button, instead of retreating into myself and not
feeling at all – perhaps it is the time to look outward and find someone else
who may just need a kind smile.
Sure, my smile may look more like a leer on those days, but
at least it helps me start to see what is going on around me. Others are
struggling. Others are discouraged. Others are fighting their demons as well.
And you know what is really great?
When the person you smile at, smiles back.
Now we are both on our way to feeling again.
And that’s a good place to be.
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