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A New Way to Be Independent


When I make a mistake, I apologize. When my husband makes a mistake, he apologizes. We are teaching our four-year-old daughter to take responsibility, always. Historically, when I have needed help with something, I was slow to ask and often ended up feeling frustrated and blaming the other for not reading my mind. This is not a character trait I would like to pass along to my daughter so I am changing things for myself. I am practicing this now as a new phenomenon. I share with others, appropriately, and let my needs be known. This is still very new for me but there is so much as stake, not just for me, personally, but for my daughter. I don’t want her to experience the disappointment and interpersonal struggle that I have in my life due to being overly independent. 
When my daughter throws a tantrum because she cannot zip her sweatshirt or can’t buckle herself in her car seat, I sometimes have trouble being patient with her. This is partially due to the fact that we share this “perfectionist” trait. I get it. Through my frustration, I tell her that it is okay to ask for help. I do not want this to grow into something bigger for her for I know what the outcome will be and it is not very positive.
Asking for help can be a double edged sword: I am weak if I ask for help and I will suffer in silence by not asking for help.Accurate?  Not exactly. I want my daughter to learn that, as humans, we are not perfect and do not employ super-human abilities. There will always be times when we need to ask for help and it is appropriate and okay. I told my daughter this morning if she needs help zippering her sweatshirt, she can certainly try herself, but she should feel free to ask one of her teacher’s. I let her know it is okay, that I don’t have unrealistic expectations of her. And even though I am seen on a pedestal in the eyes of my four-year-old daughter, I make sure that she sees and hears when I ask someone else for help. It is so important to model this for her right now. I feel like we are at such a pivotal moment in her life and it is pertinent for her to incorporate this into her being. 
I hope that as she realizes how good it can feel to ask for help and how a relationship can grow as a result, she will carry that experience with her and will remember it as being positive. My wish for her is to trust others and let them in. Allow others the benefit of accompanying her in her journeys, whether it is asking someone for help with a drawing or asking for help reading a book. These can be profoundly positive experiences and I hope she does not make the same mistakes I made and can allow the “other” some space. She will be more well-rounded and solid as a result. 
When I pick her up from school later today, I hope to hear from her teachers that she worked through any issues on her own andallowed others to help her as part of that process. I look forward to praising her efforts and behavior. We do not function in silos and we need to teach our children that being independent does not mean erasing the “other.” We can be independent and still allow the “other” to be a part of our experience, for in reality, by allowing the other to be with us, growth will be prompted that would never have been possible without it.
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And Then, I Woke Up

This is what it feels like for me right now. Since four days ago, I have had this feeling as if I just woke up from a long sleep. It is a good feeling, a very good feeling. I feel alive again, awake and part of the world. I have had many “a-ha” moments about the depths of my depression as part of this awakening and although it is sad, I am able to integrate it in my head in a healthy way. Now, nothing is perfect, and I have had moments of irritability and moments of anxiety in the past few days. The difference now is that I am able to think things through and take the time to account for my thoughts.

I will continue to follow through with my treatment: medication, therapy and ECT and I am thankful for all of them. I can now see how they are working together to carry me out of this depression and it is amazing. I feel as if I am slowly getting my life back: my husband, my sparkly daughter, my family and my friends. Everything feels different and clear. The time I have spent with my daughter over the past few days have been magical. I have experienced the feeling of “being with” when we have been together and I have missed that for the past months. It is the same with my husband and I feel like I won a prize to be able to experience this again after so much time.

While this is all very positive, I still have a lot of work to do. My focus is on myself now which is a new phenomenon and I understand the importance of this as I am pulled out of this depression. I also need to work with my doctors and allow them to continue to help me: I simply cannot do this alone and I can absolutely recognize that now.

There really is light at the end of the tunnel and I can finally see it. What an amazing image to wake up to.

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No One Ever Said it was Going to be Easy

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