I am so very grateful that I can write. I can express what I am going through and, once it is out there, it allows me to examine my feelings more thoroughly. And I am even more grateful to you for reading what I have written and giving me feedback.
There is still a stupid social stigma associated with mental illness. I hope that by writing about what I go through you may realize that you are not alone. There are others out there who know exactly how you feel. Sometimes the difficulty is in finding those people.
I am grateful that I have access to health care when so many do not. While I don’t like the fact that I have to rely on pharmaceuticals to balance my brain chemistry, I am grateful to have them. And the wonderful doctors and other members of my care team are so quick to respond when anything changes.
Much of the time I feel anxious but otherwise okay. For those times when I don’t, I am thankful that help is only a phone call away.
Since I write about a myriad of subjects, I am always on the lookout for inspiration. Anything that can draw my attention is fair game. Did you know that today is National Men Make Dinner Day? No? Well, now you do. I found out myself only a couple of days ago.
But what I like to write about the most are the everyday occurrences that many people may pass by without noticing.
- When the cool autumn breeze lightly brushes your face just right and makes you notice the changing leaves for the first time this year.
- When the kitty has just given herself a bath and feels extra fluffy and soft.
- When that first sip of coffee is just exquisite.
- When your hands are warmed by the mug of hot chocolate someone fixed for you when you returned from a walk outdoors in the winter.
- When you have washed the last dirty dish and you turn and there are not dirty pots and pans on the stove.
What does your writing do for you that makes you grateful for the ability?
Do you want to suggest something that you wish I would write about?