For UK Readers, the programme The C word, the real story of Lisa Lynch, a victim of cancer, has just come off the air on BBC One. If you live in another country, I implore you to watch this brilliant piece of television wherever you can. It will leave you feeling lucky to be alive, and truly, truly touched.
The true story is of Lynch, who is beautifully played by Sheridan Smith, who battled cancer for most of her adult life, and writes a blog and book about keeping positive about cancer and therapy. She was truly inspiring, as was this programme. Lisa was brave, funny, positive, bright, hopeful, loved and was an inspiration. Unfortunately, she lost her battle to breast cancer, but she gave it a good old kick in the nuts before she did!
When the closing titles rolled, I was left with many emotions: understanding of the fragility of life, seeing the importance of love, feeling sad at the struggles of others who do not deserve it, and seeing the benefit of writing and sharing. I feel happy and sad, as I reflect on my blogging journey so far. During Lisa’s fight, she blogged and reached out to others creating a community of support, and like minded people who just wanted to talk, to release and most of all, to live. Sound familiar?
It really touched me. And I have realised how lucky I am to be able to do the same as Lisa. To blog about my depression and mental illness is as critical as talking about any physical disease. To raise awareness is essential. To release my emotions and have an outlet is so brilliant for me. But to have the support of others, along with sharing our journies, is what is most important to me. I feel so blessed to continue to build a community of people who truly get me, wish me well, and with whom I share.
To me, mental health is just as important as physical health, and depression and anxiety are just as much a disease as cancer. They are poisonous, and infect every cell in your body until you have nothing left to give. They leave you feeling sad, alone, achy, sick, and it is of paramount importance that we discuss them both with a view to help others, whilst helping ourselves. We deserve to live out our short time on this earth in harmony, peacefully and healthily, and if we cannot, then we should fight until the bitter end against anything that tanks in the way of this. And that is what I shall do in fighting my depression. I will blog until my fingers can no longer type and until the words have dried up. I will support those who need it, and I will take great comfort in the words of those who comfort me in my times of need. I will try to find positivity in every negative, and to make my life worth living.
These words are my own, and they are always here when you need them. Never underestimate the power of your words. They are your legacy, and you never know who they could help along the way.