I wrote this in a chat group and now I write it for each of you.
Take what serves you and leave the rest.
No one is helpless.
No one is hopeless.
These are emotions and emotions are like visitors, they are guests in our psyche that help us process events that are unfamiliar; safety nets for our brains.
I know it must be absolutely overwhelming for those of you not used to adversity. I often talk about this and I suppose I have been a bit derogatory about the lives of the privileged. So I am not going to make those statements anymore and tell you this instead.
There is hope.
You are the hope.
You are the light.
All of you.
I know it is hard to pull something like hope out of thin air. It is our reality that has come to this. Each of us had a dream and that dream has been shattered. But you are the light, you will do this, and you will be better for it.
In 2022 I died, and by the miracle and grace of a higher power (I know some are not believers, but I am so I am trying to be sensitive to both) I am still here, disabled but strong-willed.
More so than I was ever before. My entire personality changed and my life became so different. I don’t even have memories any more of what life was like before.
Because it doesn’t matter what it was like.
Dying taught me how to live for now, it taught me that no one is alone. But dying also brought with it a powerful message.
When I died I was in a void and, without giving you the full details, as I don’t feel comfortable with that at this moment, I can tell you that we MUST do something.
We MUST continue to fight.
We MUST not lose hope or our humanity.