No one can save you.
Ouch. Yep, I know it sounds harsh. Let it sink in, and let it hurt. Because I’m hoping that by the time I’ve explained what I mean by this, it’ll hurt a little less and actually help you.
No one can save you.
You can have therapy, and that will help. You can have coffee with your best friend, and that will help. You can perform self-care and chat with your hair dresser, and that will help.
But, no one can save you.
Feels pretty lonely, doesn’t it, knowing that no one can save you.
No one, absolutely no one, will be able to eliminate the pain that you’re feeling. They can help, but they can’t take it away.
See, only you can do that. Let it sink in, and let it hurt. Let it feel you with anger, frustration, because the sooner you accept and process this, the better.
The trigger to my recovery was the realisation that I was the only person that holds the power to make this better.
When I was depressed, this concept made me feel completely and utterly hopeless about my future. It made me feel alone in my struggle. My confidence in my capabilities to perform everyday tasks was non-existent, so of course I had no confidence that I was capable of getting out of the darkness, alone.
There is a truly beautiful quote spoken by Charles Bukowski.
“nobody can save you but
and you’re worth saving.
it’s a war not easily won
but if anything is worth winning then
this is it.
think about it.
think about saving your self.”
Once the anger has subsided, and the pain feels less like a raw stabbing and more of a gentle throb, you can start to think about this with a little more clarity.
Because with an acceptance of responsibility for our minds, comes a wave of power. WE ARE POWERFUL. We actually, each and every one of us, have the power to heal ourselves.
We don’t have to do it alone as such. We can have guidance, and we can have support. But making the decision to fight the “black dog” every day?… That’s in OUR power. That’s up to us.
Once I had fully felt the stab of isolation and hopelessness, knowing that I was the one who held the power to my healing made me feel in control again. Because, when you accept responsibility for your actions and, more importantly, your reactions it becomes abundantly clear that nothing can touch you again unless you let it.
This was my biggest “aha” moment in my recovery. I’d love to know what yours was. Comment below or send me a message or DM.