This. Is. Who. We. Are.

We are mothers and fathers. We are working professionals. We are family members. We are active individuals. We are not just sick. Let me say it again: we are not just sick. 

I was sitting in the waiting room at my psychiatrist’s office looking around chatting with the woman who was sitting next to me. She had to get her mother to watch her son so she could come to her doctors appointment. She wore leggings from Walmart and a collared shirt. Like me she is a mom. Like me she likes comfortable leggings. Like me she is sick. 

Last night I had a mental breakdown. I had not gone to the bathroom for 6 hours due to back to back meetings at work. I had not worked out on my treadmill for 6 months due to acute Achilles tendinitis. I was stressed out at work and exhausted at home. I was wearing so many hats I didn’t know if I was coming or going anymore. 

So as I was saying I was sitting in the waiting room at my doctors appointment and I got to thinking.... we are stereotyped for being sick. “Those people” with a mental illness. Well let me tell you some truth: we are people just like everyone else. 

To the lady on my left: you are a great mom, keep up the good work! To the lady on my right: I know this is your first appointment but be encouraged that it’s only up hill from here; you got help and that is truly the first step. To the man sitting across from me: my mother-in-law always said “this too shall pass.” To the man in the industrial boots who came out of his psychiatrists office: rock it dude and keep holding your head high. 

And finally to me: keep wearing those high heels, girlfriend. Life is stressful right now and you have on many hats. Like your doctor said: “you, stacy, have to come first especially during stressful times like this”. I come first. And friends: this is who I am. 

Love Note:  With all my heart, I genuinely request that due to the content written, please seek the guidance of professional help should you feel you need it.