Wednesday, April 23, 2025

more is coming; it will get better

 

A couple of years ago, I posted about a particularly bad time for my mental health (yeah, this is a link to the original post); I'd driven to scope out a location for suicide. I've posted about my fragile mental health here a couple of times since (like this post, and this one), and I refer to it in a few of my ride posts. For suicide prevention month or mental health month, I link to one of these from my Facebook page.

The tattoo above, on my left wrist, is a reminder. It was commonly, for a while, about suicide awareness and mental health generally. Amy Bleuel, who began Project Semicolon, later died of suicide.

This shit is no joke.

It also doesn't just go away. A few weeks ago, I could tell that the anxiety and depression was trying to come back, and, a week or two ago, it did. Attaching to some of the most minor of occurrences, it took over my life for a few days, and I was thinking of suicide again.

I got through it, but it was bad.


 So now there's the ampersand on my right wrist. I hope it will be a reminder that more is coming; that when things are bad, they won't always be, it will get better.

(The tattoo artist pointed out that it would be upside-down when my arms are hanging and others see it. That's OK; it's not for them.)

Thanks for listening.

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