So far 2025 has not been the greatest for me. I was sick with cold, flu, probably bronchitis, laid me up for about 3 weeks. As a result my mental health bottomed out. It cratered so much that I didn’t even tell anybody especially my wife until January 22. Why. Well it is the stigma when you are low you don’t feel like anyone can help you.
I know it is not good to think this way. I have lots of positive people in my circle I can reach out to. I didn’t avail myself on anyone which impacted my recovery. My wife offered
comfort, compassion and support like she always does. I phoned my grandson and hearing his sweet voice say those magic words “Hi Grampa, I love you” melts my heart every time. Last week at work one of my colleagues said everything okay you look down. At the moment, I said I am okay. Little later went up to her and said thank you and explained how my mental health had taken a toll. We talked and felt better. Reaching out is so important.
I am on a week’s vacation staycation. Working on me practicing self care and enjoying quality time with my sweetheart. I went to the library, gathered some books and delved into them. Something soothing and comforting about reading books.
I am also thinking about the future. If everything falls into place I am retiring this year. Not entirely though, I have seen too many people retire without a plan and their whole body and mind start to falter. I don’t want that to happen. I have passions, dreams, goals to achieve and tons of life to live. I have a great life, surrounded by a wonderful family and great friends from many aspects of my life. My mental health will continue to be a work in progress and hopefully next time I will reach out before I bottom out. That is one of my goals to not feel like no one can help. In fact the reality is I have lots of people to reach out and connect with.
