I always struggle with mental health at this time of year. Winter has that effect on me. Each year, I tell myself things will be different, so I map out a game plan for avoiding falling into my yearly rut. Podcasts are queued, books patiently wait to be read on my Kindle, and my long to-do list for the season hopes to be marked off. Yet, each year I forget just how challenging winter can be and how unmotivated I am as a result.
Between being cooped up to avoid as many germs as possible, locking myself indoors because it’s bitterly cold outside, and fewer hours of daylight, I sometimes feel like a total train wreck of emotions. Amid these feelings, I become angry with myself because it’s so not me to be acting that way. I’m a foreigner in my own body, and the worst part is that this happens every year.
Of course, there are moments when I am “me” again. Recently, my brother had some friends over, and by some twist of fate everyone was healthy, so I invited myself over. Sorry, I’m not sorry. Friends come to visit me when they can, I sneak out to coffee shops here and there (while silently panicking about germs), and I partake in random activities like driving an hour to the beach during snow squalls just to get a breath of salty air. It’s in these little moments when I feel most like myself again.
However, despite what my Instagram grid suggests, the majority of these long winter months are spent at home in solitude. (Surprise! I post a lot of old pictures!) And living in solitude can be a dangerous game to play. Thinking turns into overthinking, worries become false realities, and ruts suddenly feel all too familiar.
Just this weekend, I found myself in this place. It’s now, around the halfway mark of winter, that my emotions consume me and my life feels stagnant and murky. False pretenses cloud my head, convincing me I cannot do anything right and simply lack the motivation to be whom I’m supposed to be. On top of my seasonal affective disorder, I have been battling the worst vertigo for about a week now. (I probably should be resting and not writing this right now. Oops.)
I spent much of this past weekend trying to nurture my emotional well-being and manage my dizziness. When I’m in a vulnerable place, I let my thoughts run amok. I tell myself things that shouldn’t hold space in my head. I beat myself up over practically nothing. I enter this vicious cycle of self-depreciation for an unpredictable amount of time.
Sunday night was different, though. After a weekend of emotional defeat, I randomly found myself looking at my blog’s statistics. I was clicking buttons and half paying attention when I discovered the sweetest blog post written about my friend Robert Kraft, owner of the New England Patriots, and me. It was hard for me to believe that someone would group me into the same category as him, but there I was hanging onto every word and completely sobbing at my laptop. I don’t deserve the outpouring of support and kindness the blog author gave me, but reading it also made me realize I don’t deserve to treat myself as harshly as I sometimes do.
My thoughts keep trailing back to that blog and how a stranger’s kindness on the internet pulled me out of a rut that trapped me. The more I reflect on that blog, the more I understand that words heal. Whether it’s an encouraging text from a friend, a book quote, or a stranger’s thoughts on the internet, words have the immense power to mend our hearts and fuel our souls. So, with that, I want to let you know:
Regardless of your season — whether your heart is running on empty or your mind is feeding you lies — you are going to be OK. I know it’s difficult to grapple with these words when you’re in the thick of it, but someone out there is rooting for you. Someone out there is catching all the truths you chose to toss aside during this season and is ready to hand them back to you through the power of words. I promise someone is out there. And if no one comes to mind, I’ll be that someone for you.
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