To the One Who Feels Too Much 💙

Hey you,

Yes, you. The one who’s trying to hold it together while your world keeps falling apart. To the one who’s spent countless hours on the internet trying to find out “what’s wrong with them”. To the one who’s barely making it by but still feels guilty after surviving it all over again.

First, you’re not crazy. Your horrific struggle is real and it’s hard. Too hard. Harder than it ever should have to be.

You’re not weak.

You’re not dramatic.

You’re living with PMDD, and it’s brutal. It twists your mind, your emotions, your energy, your memory, and your entire sense of self,  making you unrecognizable … sometimes… even in a mirror.  PMDD will often lead you to saying things you don’t exactly mean and it will often have you believe things that aren’t even true. But none of that defines who you are.

YOU are still in there. The real you.

The kind, loving, funny, soft-hearted you. The one who comes back after the storm every time… even if it’s just barely. That’s not failure. That’s resilience.

PMDD lies. It tells you that you’re unlovable, impossible, a burden and that pretty much every friend you’ve ever made, hates you at their core, But those are symptoms, not facts.

And here’s the truth:

You are loved.

You are not alone.

You are not hopeless.

You are not beyond help.

There are other people out here (me included) who know what it’s like to want to disappear just to find peace. But I’m begging you: don’t. The world needs you in it. You haven’t even seen the version of you that’s waiting on the other side of surviving this. She’s softer, wiser, and unstoppable.

So if today hurts too much …don’t plan your forever around a temporary storm. Just breathe. Just rest. Let someone know you’re not okay. Even if it’s only me. My inbox is open to you.

If you’re going through it right now …please remember …it’s only temporary… you aren’t alone… and we can survive this… together.

💙JessSea