Well it's good to see Britney finally getting the help she so desperately needs. I'm not sure whether it's being shut-in by winter in Winnipeg or just my ADD that makes me click onto the gossip websites several times a day, but I am strangely fascinated by that circus and genuinely relieved Ms. Spears is finally receiving proper medical attention.
Mental illness is hard to understand – after all, everything looks more or less fine on the outside. As I tango with vast surges of pregnancy hormones I feel great sensitivity and compassion toward those who are also struggling with their own imbalances. We're not all leading as dramatic a life as Britney Spears – thankfully- but I believe a lot of people struggle with their head without realizing it.
A lot of people vilify Big Pharma for manufacturing illnesses where there are (supposedly) none, but I tend to believe we're all a little nuts.
What people forget is that therapy isn't just a pill. No, no – there are a lot of contributing factors that create our mental state, including (but not limited to) the state of your financial health, your environment, your job, the people you live with, party with, as well as your own personal habits.
I used to make excuses for everything – without even realizing I did - until my husband began pointing out how often I would do it. Now I've gotten pretty good at calling BULLSHIT when I slip into old habits. Try saying the word by drawing out the 'buuuuuuuuuuuulshit!'
It's kinda fun!!!
Honestly, it's a huge relief not to blame others for things I should own up to as my own fault. It has let me take control of things much better and THAT is good therapy!
