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Dear You,

Don’t be afraid. It won’t be long before you get to be my age, but do enjoy the time you have in between. Remember that you do not know everything, and more importantly, although it may not feel this way, you are not expected to know everything. You have more to learn than you can even imagine.

Don’t give up yet. You have so many wonderful things to do, places to see, and people to meet. You will travel. You will marvel at things. You will make so many people smile. You will fall for a person who loves you for reasons that had never even occurred to you, and although it will be difficult, you will learn to accept this love. You will leave every place better for you having been there, and the world will be glad that you did not give up.

You will cry yourself to sleep with your face buried in your pillow or your lover’s chest, sometimes alternating between the two, but the sun will rise the next morning to remind you that it always will, and it will be beautiful.

You will make glorious mistakes, which you will learn from just enough that you only have to make the same ones a few more times in order to learn how not to make them again. You will be awkward at times. You will wonder why you were put on this earth, and wonder if perhaps God made a mistake. You will probably lie, and will most certainly be lied to. You will work at awful jobs in order to pay your bills for a while. You will try new things, and sometimes you will fail. But other times, you will succeed spectacularly, and it is only then that you will realize: the times you failed were worth it, because they were only leading you to this.

You will make many gut-wrenching sacrifices, and have just as many made for you. Your life will not be empty. It will be filled with wonder and an unlimited amount of love. You will make a positive difference in the world.

I know the tunnel may seem dark now, but hold on, because it won’t be long before you can see the light at the end of it. And in the face of any other darkness in your life, just hold on. Hold on to love. Hold on to faith. Hold on to hope. Because I promise, I promise, it will get better.

Someday, you are going to have the life you deserve, because your spirit is beautiful and strong and it cannot be conquered without your permission. Hold onto that. Don’t give up.

Love,

You, a few years down the road

 

What advice would you give to your younger self? Please share in the comments!

“I’m here. I love you. I don’t care if you need to stay up crying all night long, I will stay with you. There’s nothing you can ever do to lose my love. I will protect you until you die, and after your death, I will protect you still. I am strong than Depression, and I am braver than Loneliness, and nothing will ever exhaust me.” – Elizabeth Gilbert, Eat Pray Love

You know the articles: “Top Ten Ways to Feel Better Now! … Number one: get outside and go for a jog! Number two: volunteer with the homeless!” And so on. Unfortunately, these “genius tips” are often not useful to someone who has been diagnosed with clinical depression, like me. When I am having a “bad” day, the last thing I feel like doing is going outside and exercising. Are you kidding me?!

Well, having gotten fed up with these bogus Top Ten lists, I decided to make my own. These are coping skills (arranged in no particular order) that I have personally tried when I am feeling especially low (I’m talking, sobbing in a fetal position under my covers), and they have helped, at least for a little while. I hope that you may find some comfort in them, as well.

  1. If you can do nothing else, go to sleep. Life may seem less daunting after you’ve rested a while.
  2. If you can manage to get out of bed, change out of your pajamas and into “real” clothes, even if you don’t plan on going anywhere. Even something this small can affect how you feel.
  3. Call a close, trusted friend or family member and see how they’re doing. You don’t have to talk about yourself if you don’t want to.
  4. Make a quick mental list of five (even tiny) ways you have made the world a better place.
  5. Watch an episode of your favorite show or log onto Pinterest. Just do something to distract yourself from your depression.
  6. Call a friend you haven’t seen in a while and make plans to meet up in the next few days.
  7. Close your eyes and repeat positive affirmations, even silently, like, “I am beautiful, inside and out.” Or, “I am strong and capable.” Or, “My depression does not define who I am.” This may sound corny, but it has helped me immensely.
  8. Find someone you love and let them hold you.
  9. Go for a drive. This can be surprisingly soothing. You don’t have to worry about looking presentable, either, since you don’t even have to get out of the car.
  10. But, if you want, do stop and buy yourself something nice, even if it’s something very small.

Above all, remember: You are uniquely beautiful and more wonderful than you can imagine. You are loved, and what’s more, you are worthy of that love. You are worthy of being happy, and you deserve all the joy that awaits you in your life. You have made it this far; you have survived. In today’s world, that’s not such an easy task, so you must be doing something right.

I want to hear from you! What do you do on your bad days, regardless of whether or not you’ve been diagnosed with depression or another mental disorder? Please let me know in the comments!

Is there a person in your life who has encouraged you to follow your dreams, relentlessly and passionately? I do: my aunt, and today is her birthday.

With her, my dreams have never felt dismissed or silly; if anything, they feel premature, in the sense that she encourages me to develop them, to be as ambitious as I can possibly imagine. When I present an idea to her, she has never once rolled her eyes or said, “You can’t do that.” Her most discouraging remark (which wasn’t really discouraging at all) has been, “Well, that might be difficult, but you can do it.” After explaining an idea to her, she generally gives me one instruction: dream bigger. Think of the grandest dream your mind can conjure, and aim for it. I can’t tell you what a difference this has made in my life.

During my freshman year of college, I felt pressure to choose a concentrated area of study quickly. When I addressed these concerns with my aunt, her response was essentially this: don’t worry about it. Do what you love now, and what you seek will find you in its own time.

I can’t begin to convey how deeply my aunt’s presence has changed my life for the better, and I know that it hasn’t just been mine. So many lives are so much better for her having lived. Her generosity, wisdom, and courage inspire me every day.

Who has been the most inspirational person in your life? Let me know in the comments!

“Don’t bend; don’t water it down; don’t try to make it logical; don’t edit your own soul according to the fashion. Rather, follow your most intense obsessions mercilessly.” – Franz Kafka

You have been trained to believe that if your life is not moving continually along one linear path with a glowing reward at the end of it, then what you are doing is worthless; you’re wasting your time. But is it worthless to travel without buying a souvenir, or to read literature without pursuing an English degree, or to love without the expectation of something in return? Fill your heart with things like this and the path will begin to matter less and less.

Stop asking yourself where your life is going, and instead start asking: “Am I going to allow myself to die before my body does? Do I want to spend my time on Earth accumulating things to be buried with me, or do I want to leave behind a legacy of love so extraordinarily grand that no one can force it to stay inside a coffin?”

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Your purpose is not to take as much as you can with you into death, but to give as much of yourself as possible before you die, because in that way, you will live forever in the world.

I often hear of death reduced to a moment, to a single last breath. It’s true that we only die one time, but the amount of time it takes a person can vary. Sure, you exist–you eat sushi and drink Coke, you sleep on mattresses and brush your teeth in the morning because you can’t afford a cavity right now, you tell other people out of habit that you love them even if you don’t feel it every time.

These things can be enjoyable and offer satisfaction, a reassurance that your life is all right and has a steady direction, but do they allow your soul to breathe? You must do what makes you feel alive, or you will suffer a death that is longer and more excruciating than any you could imagine.

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You must read books that are not good for you but that make you laugh in spite of yourself, and write the same kinds of things that you read. Make a list of the things that you wanted to do before someone told you that they couldn’t be done, and then sneak away from your children at night to go and do them. Think of places that beckon you and bribe families that are driving there to take you with them. Do whatever makes you marvel at your own humanity, and do it well and with unprecedented joy.

Before you die, live.

What is your passion? What makes you feel alive?

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“I remember my own childhood vividly. I knew terrible things. But I knew I mustn’t let adults know I knew. It would scare them.” – Maurice Sendak

In my experience, the widely held perception is that it’s easy to write a book for kids, and that less talent is required in doing so than in writing for adults. Why? Because kids are simple things, right? Their most complex emotion is I want ice cream, and their aspirations don’t venture much past I’m gonna try not to wet my Pull-Ups today!

Right. That’s why parenting is so easy. (Note the sarcasm.)

Like the skills we learn from our parents, some books are not left in childhood. Some books mark us for a lifetime, and as adults, we still carry them with us. Books like Margaret Brown’s Goodnight Moon, Maurice Sendak’s Where the Wild Things Are, beloved works by Roald Dahl and Dr. Seuss.

The authors of these books have something in common: they tell the truth. As adults, we want to protect children, and rightly so, but in our quest to preserve their innocence, we sometimes attempt to remove from their consciousness what is real, and this is a mistake.

Maurice Sendak, an award-winning writer and illustrator who died last month, was adamant about this, that whatever we do, we must be honest with our children.

(Watch Stephen Colbert interview Maurice Sendak, and then YouTube more interviews. The man was a genius. Listening to him will change your life. Links to his interviews are provided at the end of this post.)

He once told the story of a little girl who had witnessed the 9/11 attacks. “I knew a little girl who told her parents – because her school was close by the twin towers when it happened – and she told her father that she saw the butterflies coming out of the windows. And only later said: ‘They weren’t butterflies. They were people.’ But she lied, at first, to make him more comfortable. And that’s what kids do – they are immensely courageous. And they sacrifice a lot. And they try to play mute and dumb because – well, it’s kind of the expectation of their parents.”

I remember this very feeling as a child. When I was around the age of seven, I read a quote that was something like this: “Childhood ends the moment you learn you are going to die.” The magnitude of its unapologetic honesty struck me. I repeated the quote to my mother and she reacted with horror. “Elizabeth, that’s terrible! Why are you reading things like that? Where did you find it?!”

Children learn quickly that they are not expected to say what is true; they are expected to say what is cute. They familiarize themselves with what is “right” and what is “wrong,” and I’m not talking in terms of morality. They know to censor themselves, for our sake.

This, in my opinion, is the greatest tragedy we could inflict upon the next generation. Kids shouldn’t have to say anything to put us at ease, or conversely, not say something because it will make us uncomfortable. Children live in the same world you do, and they are not incapable of understanding it. Timeless children’s authors know this. They write honestly about what is real, trusting their small readers to respond with the intellectual fervor that they know those readers are capable of, not because they are children, but because they are human.

Links (watch these! Maurice Sendak will change your life…)

Stephen Colbert interviews Maurice Sendak: Part 1

Stephen Colbert interviews Maurice Sendak: Part 2

Maurice Sendak talks about passion, comic books, and William Blake

Maurice Sendak on Death (and Life)

What were your favorite books as a child? Which ones do you still carry with you?

Originally posted on Lissa Clouser:

Sometimes it’s best to sit back and let the muse speak for herself, or rather in this case, through Neil Gaiman. Please don’t balk because the video is a bit long. Watch it in pieces if you have to, but if you are an artist in any way this is well worth the 20 minutes.

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“Writing is a form of therapy; sometimes I wonder how all those who do not write, compose, or paint can manage to escape the madness, the melancholia, the panic fear, which is inherent in a human condition.” – Graham Greene

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“I’m going to make everything around me beautiful — that will be my life.” – Elsie de Wolfe

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