I hope that the way I say this won’t sound trite, and comes through in the way I truly mean it. After my last post, all I can say is thank you. So many of you left supportive comments, and others of you emailed or DM’ed me privately. Some emails and comments made me cry, but in a good way.
I am amazed at how kind people can be to someone that they have never met, or they’ve only spoken to on the phone, or met once. Some of you shared personal experiences with me that made me feel less alone. One person said to me that a person’s essence can really come through electronically sometimes. Well, I would like to say that back to so many of you.
Some of you are my friends that I am lucky to see in person more than once. For that, I am grateful.
The shame I’ve felt at taking medication has been lessened somewhat by all of your kind words. I’ve heard it said that what I’m going through with the ending of a marriage is kind of like experiencing a death, and it’s a grieving process of sorts. Very, very true. Some days are definitely better than others. (Since this is a running blog, I’ll say it’s kind of like running, but on a much different level.)
I will try to be, again, the optimistic person you’ve come to know on this blog – it’s just going to take a bit of time to get back to that. And a whole lot of work. On my run on Sunday along the Esplanade, I repeated to myself several times “it will get better, it will get better.”