The Evolution Of A Dream
June 20, 2018
Random Thoughts
June 26, 2018
Hello, my name is Giselle MacLean. Many years ago, I lived in denial, fear, and confinement. I felt alone. From that isolation, BreakFree23 was born. I created a place where I felt secure to share my joy as well as my heartbreak. In 2017, I began to understand the complexities of depression, when I lost my Mother to Lewy Body Dementia. She was my foundation. In 44 years there was not a time that we did not speak to each other. We lived together for most of my life and when I moved to Peterborough, she moved with me. We never separated. She was a mom, dad, and best friend when I became an adult. During the last five days of her life, I realized that I could never go back to who I was. A part of me died with her. For the first time in my life, I felt helpless. I was crippled with pain, fear, anger, guilt, and darkness. I believed that if I just pushed through and remained focus on anything but the pain, I would get through it all. I was wrong. Through the darkness, I gained insight and realized that pain and grief could not be ignored. I now know that I am not alone. I created BreakFree23 as a conduit to bring people together, to share, listen, and connect. It is my hope that you feel safe within this community.
Now it is your turn. I want to hear from you.
3 Comments
I lost my dad in 2013 and he was my best friend and really the love of my life! My heart broke the day he died and I really felt like all was lost. You do lose a piece of yourself when your parents die and it is one of the worst pains you will feel in this life. I suffered from depression for almost 2 years and cried almost every day of that 2 years. I didn’t know how to be here without him. My heart heart ached and the emptiness I felt was like the abyss. Every day was a battle and although family and friends try to comfort you it doesn’t make the pain or sadness any less. What is the remedy? Time…I guess. You will never be quite the same but in time you learn how to cope and live again.
Thank you for sharing this Paula. I go through moments when I think…I feel better. Only to be smacked down with pain. I miss my mom in a way that hurts me both physically and mentally. Writing and knowing that I am not alone is a start to the remedy for me. Depression is a part of my everyday. Most days I can navigate, but there are days when all I want to do is sit.
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