I’m on a boat!
No, really. I’m on a cruise. So! This is a pre-written post whilst I am on holiday with my Darling Wife and the in-laws!
So, while I’m gone for six days and seven nights, or something like that, I thought I’d run through a few of my favorite coping mechanisms.
Today’s is the primary one: me
Now, I’m not completely ego-maniacal. But my best coping mechanism is usually myself.
Because I’m still here.
Because I’m the one that makes my doctor’s appointments.
Because I’m the one who chooses to attend said appointments.
Because I’m the one who asks for help. Not all the time, but I am getting better about it.
Because I’m the one that fights to get out of bed and take my meds, even if that’s the only thing I can accomplish for the day.
Because I chose better coping mechanisms.
Because I take my meds.
Because I am me and despite all that I’ve been through, all that has been done to me or that I did to myself, I have my own moderate measure of success.
I’m still here.
There are days where I call in sick. There are days where I wear tinted shades because I don’t want people to see that I’ve been crying. I get migraines and there are just some days where neither the spirit nor the body are willing.
But I’m still here.
What’s your go-to coping mechanism? I’ll be covering a few more over this week.
Take your meds, folks!