A little late to the party, but today is World Mental Health Day. Let’s be honest, every day is world mental health day, but for the sake of its official date, here is a personal account sharing my experiences and feelings to contribute to spreading awareness and advocacy against the negative social stigma.
Last week was the first week of October. To most people, it’s the start of Fall, the start of the countdown to Halloween, the start of the countdown to the holidays with the new year to follow. To me… it’s the mark of anniversaries and the memory of when one chapter of my life ended and a new one began.
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Holy my lanta – it’s been a hot minute since I’ve posted anything, and for that, there will be a formal “update” post with what I’ve been up to and what’s coming to my blogosphere. But for now… I wanted to share a profound observation and experience I had recently…
It was midday at the Portland airport as I killed time waiting for one of my best friends to arrive. I was reading a book at Starbucks, facing the exit doors toward baggage claim.
Periodically I heard shouts and screams of joy and looked up (SQUIRREL!) to see people embracing, hugging, kissing, smiling. It’s like that opening and closing scene from one of my favorite movies I watch annually—Love Actually.
Witnessing everyone reunite with loved ones in these random unfolding moments is to witness love in its primal form. That moment of a jolt of happiness and the warm feelings of being with the people you love—whether it’s family, friends or your significant other.
Sometimes we categorize “seeing love” in specific defined moments around holidays, anniversaries, birthdays or relationships, but take a backseat and people-watch at airports (okay, but don’t get creepy) and you’ll see pure love at its finest!
It’s been a week since I turned 27, and since then, I’ve thought about my life and how it’s progressed, reviewing and reliving vivid things that constantly play in my head. I’m sure we all think about our life every day, but with three years to go ‘til the big 30, it hella puts my life into perspective. My ID may indicate that I am, indeed, 27, but I mentally feel like I’m still 22 – forever 22. Why? Because at this current moment, my life is not where I thought it would be. Things I thought I’d have accomplished by now are not fulfilled, and I’m still figuring myself out, trying to find out who I am.
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