“Everything’s gonna be okay.
(Except when it’s not.)
((Except that’s okay, too.))”
I think it is human nature to ascribe or find meaning to events in our lives. Sometimes platitudes makes us feel better. Sometimes worse.
My Invented Platitude
Nothing is always true, except when it is.
The Platitudes I Use Regularly
You are loved.
You are worthy of love.
You are not alone.
Yet, at the same time, I can feel both so very alone and so very much a part of everything.
Which leads me to…
Another Invented Platitude
We are both alone and connected.
Even as I share my thoughts and feelings through words, I protect a part of myself, and do not let anyone completely in. No one really knows what it feels like to be me, but when I find others who seem to understand, something magic happens. I feel loved, supported, accepted. That feels good. That is what we do, what we can do, what we should do, for one another.
My husband and I have been married for 19 years, together for 22. Marriage is not always easy. We’ve weathered hard times. Well worth it. He has my back. Life is hard. Living with a mental illness makes it even more challenging. Helps to have someone there for emotional and physical support, someone to make sure we eat dinner, someone who can fix just about anything. He’s an engineer. Quite handy around the house.
Setting: Southern California beach town. Newly dating couple on a casual date.
Female Protagonist: 31 year-old female former psychotherapist recently moved back with parents after a mental breakdown, now working as a temporary file clerk.
Male Protagonist: 35 year-old male civil engineer, highly strung as are many engineers. Recently relocated to Southern California for engineering position.
Female: Do you want to have children some day?
Male: I always thought that if I met the right woman, I would want to marry her and have children with her.
Female: I’m that woman.
Finally, my parents are back together again since my mother had an acute front left lobe stroke in mid-November. We’ve taken my father to visit my mother in stroke rehab, but tonight they sleep together. No longer is my father in memory care in one facility and my mother in stroke rehab in another.