Life, Mental Health


Listen baby girl, you are beyond stunning. Do you hear me?

You have always been the girl that lets life happen to her. The girl that rides the rollercoaster of Bipolar Disorder without a seatbelt on. The girl that fights back the sting in her eyes when least expected to pull herself together. The girl that is almost painstakingly adept at keeping her cool in the wake of the turbulence that is circular insanity.

Today, in retrospect, looking back on some of your blog posts and I am absolutely gobsmacked at some of your posts. Equally inspired and revamped because you found people on the same wavelength as you. One thing is still vivid though: the skeleton that spooks you every time you open the closet. The black dog. The brain fog. The pain in the brain. OG depression. The slayer of beautiful souls. The throttling monster. The barbed arrow right through the heart.

You have hugged your knees, cried for hours until the tears dried and the throat hurt. Until you got a stuffy nose. You have sat on the floor of your room, sulking, yet in daze at the stormy situation that compounded you.

It’s a pity that even as you write this, you keep glancing over your shoulder because you know the black dog might be back sooner than later, but you tread on because you feel compelled to get this out.

But I’m glad that you are learning to dance in the torrential downpour. Like a phoenix, you are starting to learn how to emerge from the ashes to start a new life. I have seen you plummet to the state of despair and depress. I’m happy that you still have the key even when the black dog steals your self esteem, debilitates you (often to the point that you have no oomph and no motivation) and wraps it in chains.

You still believe in grit, resilience, tenacity and strength and resolve of character. You are fully aware of the inherent beauty in the promise of the life ahead of you. You choose to be a prisoner of hope. You understand that depression did not break you, it broke you open. You know that you are not here inspite of the challenges, you are here because of the challenges. You know that “we must all meet our moment of truth in this thing called life. Nobody is invincible; no plan is foolproof.” You are unstoppable, not because you have failures or insecurities or doubts but because you soldier on despite them. You still know, in the grand scheme of things, you are blessed despite the speed bumps along your journey. A journey that sometimes seems to be guided by a broken compass. A road to redemption that sometimes seems to have no GPS.

You understand that depression teaches you empathy and suicidal ideations teach you to appreciate each moment you almost didn’t have. You are slaying a demon that can’t be seen —feels like you have been through a fight but you have no punches, kicks or head butts to show for it yet you feel painful aches.

You have felt the paroxysm of pain. You have learnt that it doesn’t get better; you only get stronger. You know that you are in it for the long haul; maybe until you find your yellow brick road to healing. You must keep feigning strength until it’s inked in your bones.

You would rather be a burning passion than a perfectly put together coward.

Your glitchy mind and patchwork heart are worthy. And so are your sharp edges and missing parts.

Chase your calling, sis.


19 thoughts on “DARLING

  1. Touché, my new virtual friend. There are, of course, exceptions to every rule and you just obliterated my across-the-board evisceration of mental health-related blogs in one perfectly worded post. The difference, of course, is that you speak to empower while others unwittingly do just the opposite. Bravo!

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    • Ida-Sharon says:

      Many thanks for the kind words and thoughts. I’m honoured. I will definitely be visiting your blog often too. Power to you! 🙏🏾💥

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  2. “The black dog. The brain fog. The pain in the brain. OG depression. The slayer of beautiful souls. The throttling monster. The barbed arrow right through the heart.” I love that. Your diction is excellent. I call The Black Dog the Black Forest. I really enjoyed reading this. Looking forward to checking out more!


    • Ida-Sharon says:

      Thank you so much! I’m equally excited to find your blog and your diction is definitely so up there too. Keep going; we got this! 💪🏾✊🏾😘

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  3. “no plan is foolproof, nobodys invincible, we all must meet our moment of truth” I like how you wrote that. It reminds me of a really good song from a hip hop group called “gangstarr” called “moment of truth”. They say almost exactly what you said. You should check it out if you haven’t already heard it, its a very positive song (it gives me goosebumps when i listen to it because its so powerful and wonderfully composed)


    • Ida-Sharon says:

      I love Gangstarr (RIP Guru 🙏) and I love love Hip-Hop & Rap, it saved me. That’s where I got that line, so many years later and I still feel it in my soul. 🙌

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      • Thats awesome! After reading your post and that line i thought you may have gotten that from Gangstarr. I love their music. Im very glad you had music, because it saved you and you have the most amazing, unique, special, creative mind i have yet to come by. That song “Moment of Truth” still gives me goosebumps when i hear it, and i have been listening to it for well over a decade. Such a powerful song, it inspires and motivates me. Like you, music has been a large part of my life since i heard my first song as a small child. I am grateful to have had it through the hard times, its definitely saved me more than once. I continue to be grateful to have music and it makes me feel good to know that no person can take that away from me. Thank you for reading and sharing, it makes my day when i see other people like what i write. Especially someone as skilled as you.


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