Things Better Left Unsaid

This week something that I thought was dead and buried came up this week and it came close to me taking many steps back in the wrong direction that could have derailed everything I am working on. I have been so open over the last few months and there has been really little of my part that I haven’t written about, but there is one specific thing I have talked about since 2007.

I wish I could share it with you now. It is one of those things that I have always left unsaid. In fact, the only people that I have ever shared this piece of my past with was my first psychiatrist, my parents, and now one of my closest friends yesterday. I knew I could trust her, and that she was the only one that could talk me off the ledge so to speak.

I never name my close friends and families in this blog because they may not be so comfortable being on here by name.

What I have written about my past in this blog and in my memoir goes back to when I was a child, but there are years before that I still can’t talk about at least not where I am at right now. I have always prided myself on my blog for being open about my diagnosis, the issues and for the most part my past.

Sometimes, things are just better left unsaid.

I hope I will be able to talk about in the future. I may write a chapter in my memoir about and when the first draft of The Bipolar Writer is completed it will serve me to make the decision right then to add the chapter in the final draft.

I decided to write this small post to let my many followers know that I have always been 100% truthful in sharing my life with you. I will continue to work towards finding the strength to share the worst parts of me that I often went in my most depressed episode because of my past. I am still dealing with those memories that lurk at the darkest depths that have changed my entire existence. There are just a few things that I don’t feel comfortable sharing right at this moment.

I am doing okay today. My friend helped me work through the worst of it. It will be a few days until I am back on total track with all of my writing and school work. With finals this week and next I will be busy so that will help.

I think at my next appointment I will open up to my therapist about the past. It might be good for me to deal with my past in therapy first before I write in my memoir.

I wanted to end this blog with a thank you. For every like and comment that I have received over the last, not over three months. It keeps me going, and keeps me writing.

Always Keep Fighting

J.E. Skye

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28 Replies to “Things Better Left Unsaid”

  1. You’re going to be alright my friend. We all have those moments of flashback that sends us off track. I went through it myself last week. A massive anxiety attack rocked me thereafter.
    So proud to know you, and all the good work you are going to provide others with your journey. God Bless.

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  2. I agree with you. Sometimes you can’t share too much on your blog but you are sharing enough to give us hope.

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      1. I’ve shared a couple of things about me too but then I’m afraid my kids will find my blog so I’ve had to delete it just to be not the safe side.

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  3. I think we can trust you to know when and if it is time to share that thing. I does sound as though it is a weight that will ultimately be lifted from you, or thrown off, as the case may be.

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  4. Whenever you are ready, we will listen. It is hard I know, I am just revealing little pieces of myself and can’t yet even use my own name. It takes a lot of courage to write sich personal things, we appreciate. Thank you.

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  5. I’m not sure what part you are referring to, but it took me 20 years to talk about (in detail) parts of my past. I have PTSD from some of these experiences. When I finally began sharing the details of my past I had to remove myself from the emotion part and say it in a “matter of fact” way. People would say “Why aren’t you angry? How do you feel about this? Where’s the emotion?” And I knew I couldn’t let that part come to surface. I held onto the facts and let the feelings go. It took more time to be able to do both. And you know…there are still some things that I’ve never shared. Do what you are comfortable with. And know that even when you are honest and open with us…you don’t have to show us all the “skeletons in your closet”.

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      1. You’re welcome. I know that I’m here tonight scrolling my reader and resisting the urge to pour out my current situations in life and in my thoughts.

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  6. Thank you for sharing and taking your time. When we have the past confront us in the face it is sometime better to work it through before writing it out. Enjoy your rest this week and I look forward to reading more from you in the future. What is great about your blog is I feel like there is never any pressure to share beyond the point of comfort but your always honest in everything. I really appreciate it

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  7. James, I have something like that in my past too. Some things ARE better left unsaid. As long as you can see it for what it truly is, that’s all that matters.

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