Sometimes you can’t make it on your own. We all could use a little outside help.
I’ve been in remission for over 27 years because I’ve taken medication every day as it was prescribed.
After witnessing a police event where I live in New York City I’ve come to have zero tolerance for stigma.
Stigma in society comes in many forms like sexism and racism and in other guises.
If you ask me stigma is a disease that needs to be healed.
Without love and compassion given it is harder for a person to recover.
Recovery from mental illness, recovery from ongoing microaggressions, and recovery from any physical illness or other setback isn’t easy when others in society judge you as not being worthy of compassion.
One month ago I was trapped inside a library with an active shooter situation in the building right next door.
This event only solidified the empathy I have for everyone.
“Everyone’s safer staying inside the library. No one can enter or exit your building” the lead cop told us.
A negotiation team straight out of a 1970s S.W.A.T. TV show episode was talking with a woman who had a firearm.
The cops wore body cameras and body shields.
I was trapped in the library for over an hour. Finally the lead cop came in and said: “It’s over. You can open up.”
The emotionally disturbed person (EDP) with the firearm had been taken to a hospital.
If she had killed someone or the police had killed her the incident would’ve been headline news.
Witnessing firsthand the prowess of the NYPD officers in negotiating with the armed woman I could respect and admire the cops that resolved the matter with no violence incurred on anyone’s part.
The event hit home with me the idea that there’s no cause to be hating and judging people.
“It could’ve been me in that armed woman’s shoes” is what I thought.
With a change of circumstance I could’ve remained permanently ill for the rest of my life. Only I got the right help within 24 hours.
I do not take lightly the need for love and compassion in the world.
In the coming blog entries I will commence talking about the Mind-Body Connection.
My journey of self-improvement started over the weekend with one tiny change.
Would making this change give me better health?
I’m going to document the link between mental health and physical health.
My stance is that I have zero tolerance for stigma.
I envision a world where every one of us is free to be ourselves.
I choose health. I choose to share the tactics that have helped me stay fit and active.
It’s my hope that I can empower readers to seek help if you need it.
For there can be no shame in seeking to get help for whatever illness, setback, or hardship you’re experiencing in life.
Getting the right help right away can make all the difference.