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Why are you so open, it’s not normal?

This is a question that I have just been asked. Honestly, my response is What the hell is normal? I am open and honest about my conditions because by hiding them I am allowing people to make me feel less then I am. I tell people often that it is not about what afflicts you but it is about how you choose to make the most of it. At the moment the openness and honesty are what is keeping me from sinking further into the black hole, which is how I describe my depression. It is a black hole that is always there and is always trying to pull me to it and when things get rough sometimes it pulls me closer and when things are good I am able to pull against its pull.

Being someone who has to deal with and manage many different things from my Autism to Spine problems I am constantly fighting to keep going and being open about when I am struggling is how I am able to ask for help.

Normal does not exist. You believe it does but honestly normal is an image that the media company puts up to say, “This is what life is like and this is what you should do to fit in it”. Well, I have never been a joiner. Normal does not exist. Normal is what you make it.  How dare anyone try and tell you to be “normal”. The world is made up of so many differences that normal is just a figment of peoples imagination.

Stop chasing normal. Stop chasing this perfect image of what life is like because you are setting yourself up for failure. The perfect man, the perfect job, the perfect family. These are all things that don’t exist. You should be looking at it like this;

The perfect man, for you!!

The perfect job, for you!!

The perfect family for you!!

Stop looking for something that isn’t real and stop trying to make others believe in it.

You can only have a normal life for you. For me, my normal life includes meltdowns, pain, daily struggles to get out of bed,  a fight every day to be the person I am and still doe the things that I love, a love of my job, a love of people who I call my family. Just because my normal is different to yours does not mean its not normal… It is just different.