Straight real talk. I love Charles’ blog. He often has the most relatable content, hilarious memes, and I’ve learned a lot following him. He’s someone I’d like to get to know face-to-face, but for now this will have to do. Here’s a great snippet from his latest blog post on depression and anxiety: “You also have those who claim mental illness for attention or as a way to get out of criticism. Can’t tell you how many people I’ve run into who say ‘That’s just my OCD’ when they’re really just trying to get their way with something. I’m sorry, but wanting pepperoni on all of the pizza instead of half when you need to share isn’t cool, especially when you were fine with it last weekend. All of this brings up a challenge where it’s simply easier to heal the wound after the fact than prevent the injury from happening in the first place.”
The picture might be crueler than I intend, but there are times when I feel that way. So, I’ve been down a lot over the summer because of the stress. Being exhausted means my thoughts get the best of me and then I post about it because this is an outlet. On these posts, I see a few people show up and try to cheer me up (I think) with flowery, positive language. Some appear on all my posts, but others only on the downers. Thank you for the attention, but a strange thought hit my mind when it comes to this action. Where are these types of people when things are going well?
I’m reminded of when I read about Tzedakah, which is Jewish charity. As kids, we have a Tzedakah box where we put loose change. In my Hebrew School, there was a poster about it and I…
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