The holidays. They’re supposed to be the happiest time of the year, right? A season of joy, filled with love and light. But for someone like me, living with manic depression, the holidays are complicated. They’re a kaleidoscope of feelings—some beautiful, others devastating. Everywhere I look, I see reminders of the perfect holiday: smiling faces, glittering decorations, and laughter ringing out like a song I can’t quite sing. And I want to feel that joy. I try to feel that joy. But some days, it feels impossible to climb out from under the weight of my own mind. The Pressure to Be “Okay” There’s an unspoken rule during the holidays: you smile, you celebrate, and you show up. But what if you don’t have it in you? What if your heart is too heavy, your thoughts too chaotic, or your body too exhausted to keep up? Manic depression is a cruel companion. On some days, mania whispers in my ear, pushing me to do everything —to buy all the gifts, bake all the treats, decorate every corner...
an aspiring Poet, Thoughts from the Heart, Living with Mental and Dystonic Issues; and an avid Southern Gospel Music fan.