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evan hodges
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@evanhodges1
MentalHealth 1w

Entitled

I am entitled to feel what I feel.

The brushing of elbows.
The lingering touch of legs,
thighs, feet.
Hands wandering—not always with intent,
just searching for shared connection,
for touch,
platonic or romantic or something unnamed.

It’s funny—
being grown-ass adults
and feeling like we’re back in middle school.
No canoodling.
No blankets shared.
No relationships to be explored.

Rules hovering where curiosity lives.

Is it okay to be a cliché
when clichés exist for a reason?

Is it okay to blur the line
between friend and lover
when you love your friends this much—
quirks, warts, histories, and all?

We lean into each other
emotionally and physically,
the weight of the world
stacked on our shoulders,
our minds,
our hearts.

We can’t—
and won’t—
carry it alone anymore.

But maybe,
maybe we could carry it together.

Sharing the load.
As friends.
Or something more.

It’s funny—
the wondering,
the wishing,
the wanting,
the yearning.

Sharing pieces of yourself
knowing you may never see each other again,
at least not soon.
Distance stretching like a quiet ache.

And still—
making plans.
Dreams.
Wishes.
Plans, and more plans.

Clinging to the feeling
of being loved
without shame or judgment,
even as you offer up
the most shame-soaked pieces of yourself.

To be authentic
is to love
and to be loved.

And I love my friends.

Sometimes very hard.
Sometimes too hard.

But that’s okay.

#MentalHealth #ADHD #MightyPoets #MightyTogether #IfYouFeelHopeless #Trauma
#PTSD #Anxiety #Addiction

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evan hodges
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@evanhodges1
MightyPoets 3w

Grief for the Life I Never Had

I am grieving a life
and a childhood
I never had.

I am drowning,
and no one is coming to save me
but myself.

I cry for help—
help,
help,
help,
help—
until the word loses shape
and becomes a sound
my body makes
when it can’t hold anymore.

The help arrives
wearing the wrong face.
Treatment.
Medication.
Hospital beds.
Well wishes.
Sympathy food left on counters
with no one staying long enough
to watch me eat.

Sometimes we try to come up for air
thinking oxygen will save us,
when what we really need
is to finally fall apart.

Some of us have to brave the depths—
the long, dark corridors of our own souls—
to uncover what was buried,
what was repressed,
what still demands
to be felt
and released
and processed
at last.

But no one taught us how.

So we run.
We fight.
We flee.
We sleep.
We please.
We disappear our way through it.

We are told:
Shut it down.
Be strong.
Don’t cry.
Don’t try anything.
Drink.
Get drunk.
Bury it.

Go to the wake.
See the people.
Bury them.

And silently,
we all agree
on the same rule:

Never burden someone else with it.

It feels safer to do everything alone—
but it doesn’t work.

So I grieve
every time I asked for help
and no one showed up
but me.

I grieve the child
who had to hold it together
while the world fell apart.

I grieve realizing,
far too young,
that no one was coming to save me.

We didn’t choose to be strong.
We had to be.

Breaking wasn’t safe.
So we stayed intact.
Crying changed nothing.
Falling apart only led to
criminalization,
institutionalization,
violence,
guilt,
punishment,
disappointment,
pain.

We walk through life
as if everything exists
at the same impossible scale.

Overprepared.
Hypervigilant.
A backup plan
for the backup plan.

We check doors.
Messages.
Notifications.
Emotions.
People.
Everything.

We move through the world
carrying the weight of
“I’ve got this,”
while breaking quietly
under the pressure.

They call us independent.

No one sees the child inside
screaming to fall apart,
to collapse into arms
that actually catch us.

The arms of the broken
cannot catch us alone—
not until we step together.

But I can catch myself.
And maybe,
if I learn how,
I can help catch others too.

Not because I was saved—
but because I survived
long enough
to stay.

And maybe gentleness
is not the absence of grief,
but the decision
to stop demanding strength from a body
that has carried too much for too long.

Maybe rest
is learning to loosen the grip,
to let the armor come off slowly,
piece by piece,
without needing to explain the scars.

I am learning
to be the arms that catch—
not by rescuing,
not by fixing,
but by staying.

By sitting on the floor with the breaking,
by breathing when the sobs come,
by making room for the fall
without turning away.

I can hold myself now,
and in doing so,
I make space
for others to be held too.

Not because the pain is gone,
but because I have learned
how to rest inside it
without drowning.

#MightyPoets #Grief #Depression #Anxiety #SubstanceRelatedDisorders #MentalHealth #IfYouFeelHopeless #CheckInWithMe #Trauma

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MelanieR
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@melsmighty
Christians on The Mighty 1mo
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Ain’t Nobody by Melanie R.

Ain’t Nobody by Melanie R.

Nobody to somebody,
Ain’t nobody like My Lord!

God will take a nobody,
make them somebody,
in front of everybody,
without permission of anybody.

Ain’t Nobody like my Lord!

It’s the heart that He studies.
C’mon everybody!

He took the ordinary-
made them somebody for The Lord!

Ain’t nobody like my lord!
Ooh made them somebody for The Lord!

He sees the heart.
He knows the soul.
Took the broken,
made them whole-

Oh oh oh…
Ain’t nobody like my lord!

Esther, just an orphan girl,
when God made her Queen.
David a shepherd boy,
when God blessed him as king!
Joseph, slave to ruler,
2nd to only Pharaoh.
Mary, oh so humble-
birthed The One to save us all-

Nobody to somebody-
Ain’t nobody like my lord!

May our faithful God bless you all in a mighty way! 👑🙏🏻👆🏻💪🏻

#HypothyroidismUnderactiveThyroidDisease #InsideTheMighty #MightyPoets #MitochondrialDisease #ChronicInflammatoryDemyelinatingPolyneuropathy #ChronicIllness #ChronicPain #MightyTogether #MyCondition #PosturalOrthostaticTachycardiaSyndrome
#IfYouFeelHopeless

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MelanieR
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@melsmighty
Christians on The Mighty 2mo
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Stronger by Melanie R.

Stronger by Melanie R.

I’m about to get back up stronger-
Stronger than ever!
I’m about to get back up stronger-
Stronger than ever!

Got knocked down.
The wind taken from me.
From all the trials….The suffering.

I’m about to get back up stronger.
Even in dark places-
when I’m feeling overwhelmed.

Seven times I fell down-
and got back up again!!

(listen my enemies)

I’m about to get back up stronger-
Stronger than ever.

(Don’t gloat,)
I will get back up stronger
Even as I sit in darkness, the Lord be my shining light.
Stronger….Oh believe!

(Believe it and receive!)

Stronger in the Lord!

Even in dark places,
when I’m feeling all alone.
The Lord will not forsake me,
He is right here by my side!

The God of second chances-
Give me strength;
Be my guide.

2 Timothy 2:1
You then, my son, be strong in the grace that is in Christ Jesus.

Proverbs 24:16
For a righteous man falls seven times, and rises again…

Micah 7:8
Do not gloat over me, my enemy!
Though I have fallen, I will rise. Though I sit in darkness, the Lord will be my light.

#MitochondrialDisease #InsideTheMighty #IfYouFeelHopeless #MightyPoets #PrimaryImmunodeficiency #ChronicPain
#MightyTogether #CheckInWithMe #ChronicIllness #Dysautonomia #HypothyroidismUnderactiveThyroidDisease #ChronicInflammatoryDemyelinatingPolyneuropathy #MightyTogether

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Nathan Feiles, LCSW-R
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Depression 2mo
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Finding Hope During Depression

When consumed by the depths and darkness of depression, finding hope can feel daunting and even impossible altogether. The weight of depression can shift how you perceive and experience the world. Life becomes filtered through a lens of heaviness and hopelessness, which can make it difficult to feel that things could ever be different. In the grip of depression, it's often hard to see what there is to look forward to. It can sometimes seem like every day is going to be more of the same emptiness and difficulty to locate the path through.

Hope Retreats During Depression

When depression has taken over, affirmations and certain self-talk, such as telling yourself to “stay positive”, or other similar ones, are generally unhelpful. This is because positive self-talk in the midst of internal darkness and pain tends to misalign with the psychological and emotional state that you're caught in. Hope is not something you summon through willpower. It's quite difficult to take a "just do it" approach with hope (even if you can push yourself to get out of bed and move through your day). The general ability to see and feel optimistic about the future becomes compromised during depression. It isn't so much that your mind and body are refusing to hope. Instead, it's more like it has temporarily lost access to the feeling of hope and how to find it.

Therefore, restoring hope isn't about forcing an immediate shift. It's less like flipping a switch and more like caring for a garden that needs a nurturing environment to begin to grow again. It’s a gradual process.

Depression And Disconnection

Depression often comes from a variety of factors. Sometimes it slowly develops over time starting from early experiences where your emotional needs may not have been met, leaving a sense of internal emptiness. Other times, it may be a response from more recent losses: a relationship, loss of identity, or missing a sense of purpose. Depression can also be the result of past trauma that is being carried, whether more recent, or even further in the past. And more.

When depressed, it's common to experience a strong sense of disconnection from the world, others, and even from yourself. You might have difficulty connecting with things that once brought you meaning or satisfaction. Things that used to be motivating or exciting now may feel purposeless or irritating, etc. Even your feelings can become numb and your thoughts may seem different -- darker, negative, etc. This feeling of disconnection can make it very difficult to feel excited or hopeful about the future or life in general.

Creating Space for Reconnection

Depression is a state that needs attention, even when a part of you may want to push any attention or care away (which is common response during depression). The shame that people often experience when depressed can actually make it harder to reconnect and find a sense of hope. Shame can lead to self-blame and to beating yourself down simply for struggling in the first place. It may feel like you shouldn't be struggling, but are anyway, which can be a frustrating feeling.

When working with people in therapy for depression, part of the process is aiming to understand what this psychological and emotional state might be communicating or responding to. For example, depression can sometimes be a way of unconsciously expressing that important parts of your life are not in sync. Perhaps you’ve been storing and carrying difficult emotions or ignoring your own needs for too long. Or, maybe you've been feeling neglected, alone, trapped, sad, or like no one understands you or what you deal with and there isn't room for the support you need.

As you are more able to reflect on your emotional experiences and connect with what's underlying the heaviness and darkness, it becomes more possible to release the weight of the depression and restore a sense of hope.

#Depression #MentalHealth #IfYouFeelHopeless

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MelanieR
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@melsmighty
Christians on The Mighty 2mo
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The Veil by Melanie R.

The Veil by Melanie R.

Birthed in fire.

Called, Chosen, Appointed,
Confirmed, Anointed…

You hear, you see.

You know-

The gate is open!
The veil lifted;
Piercing our soul!

Moving beyond the tears, and suffering in pain.
The glory of the Lord rises upon us.
We wear heaven’s crown!!

Remnant revealed!!

Stand in awe and tremble at God’s healing work in me!

#MightyPoets #InsideTheMighty #MitochondrialDisease #ChronicIllness #ChronicInflammatoryDemyelinatingPolyneuropathy #ChronicPain #Dysautonomia #PosturalOrthostaticTachycardiaSyndrome #RheumatoidArthritis #PrimaryImmunodeficiency #IfYouFeelHopeless #CheckInWithMe

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Living with Bipolar Disorder 5mo
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Emily H
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@emilyh86
CheckInWithMe 5mo

In Crisis bad. Need help!!!!

Been trying to prevent the er with communicating with my docs and being assertive. Even when admitted into the hospital I was being assertive with them. With the lack of availability of staff and budget cuts it has been hard trying to get home health covered by my insurance. I can’t afford private pay. I have been disabled for a long time. I only get Medicaid and SSI because my disabilities happened at age 23 not before age 22 and I haven’t worked enough prior to qualify. I was working prior to Covid. I got a lot worse since then but I’m still trying to finish my bachelors degree so I can work again. I need help at home with everything right now. When I was getting discharged and finally able to get dressed I hurt myself in the bathroom. I still need help with everything and am just almost as bad as I was coming into the er.
I reached out to my brothers saying dad and I are very stressed and need help. He can’t keep up with everything around the house ontop of taking care of me 24:7 with everything. It’s very overwhelming and fustrating handling this all by ourselves.
They told me I should went to rehab facility and demanded it and I need to move out. I told them I have been trying to get help before it got this bad. I get passed around. Even my docs and the social workers couldn’t find anywhere to go or have home health come in. Their is no other options.
They told me to hang in there and will call me tomorrow when have a chance. My anxiety is through the roof. No one has been listening that things are very bad bc I can’t get help. I need help right now. I don’t want to keep going back to the er. I’m doing everything I can to not crack. I have been pro active assertive and persistent. Things haven’t gotten better. They’ve gotten worse. I’m trying not to sink. I just keep treading water not moving forward. I’m exhausted physically mentally and emotionally. Nothing is working. I’m not a major priority when I should be.
Even in the er I had true serious emergency and didn’t get attended to fast enough when the er wasn’t even super busy nor had life or death situations that every second counts comes in. What not being able to move nor being able to not have bladder and bowel control with that much pain doesn’t count as an emergency when I was able to walk and even pee that morning? Having ptsd flashbacks with this all doesn’t help either. I’ve literally been screaming for help demanding it and not getting it. Our healthcare system is getting worse instead of better.
Government services for people who need them are getting taken away or changing their qualifications for people not to receive it who desperately need it. I’m scared for what America is turning into and will become in my future. Will I even be able to survive down the road? I should have accessible healthcare that’s affordable for all my chronic conditions but I don’t. Things literally changed overnight for me 15 years ago and slowly got worse. Before then I was a very healthy 23 year old. I’m now 38 years old needing the most care I have ever needed in my life and not getting it. I have lost friends over the years due to my health. Don’t want to lose my family as well.
I don’t see any light at the end of this tunnel anymore. I don’t want to be in a nursing home for the rest of my life with not getting proper care there due to lack of staff. It happens every day bc not enough help and staff don’t want to do something that’s not their job. What happened to people being decent kind caring and hardworking wanting to help others? #CheckInWithMe #MentalHealth #IfYouFeelHopeless #Anxiety #Undiagnosed #ChronicIllness #ChronicPain #Depression #FamilyAndFriends #Trauma

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MelanieR
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@melsmighty
Christians on The Mighty 7mo
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Come Alive by Melanie R.

Come Alive by Melanie R.

Hell only fights what heaven favors!

You carried the burdens;
the struggles of pain.
Fought for it all-didn’t give up!
You didn’t fall when it got tough.

Turned to the lord and prayed-
(He heard you)
ooh (always been down for ya)

And God’s not done with your testimony of faith, perseverance,…
and trusting The Name-
Jesus,
we thank You for healing.
Restoring the lost.
the way, the life, the truth!
Making me new.

The pressure revealed what couldn’t be shaken.
Reignite passion-
destiny awakened.

ooh Jesus-
Moving by purpose;
built and established.
Rise to fruition.

Come alive (come alive) in Christ.
Come alive! So alive! In Christ!
Awakened! Favored! Strengthened through The Name.

#ChronicIllness #ChronicInflammatoryDemyelinatingPolyneuropathy #ChronicPain
#Grief #InsideTheMighty #PrimaryImmunodeficiency #IfYouFeelHopeless #MightyPoets #CheckInWithMe #SjogrensSyndrome #Dysautonomia #IrritableBowelSyndromeIBS

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MelanieR
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@melsmighty
Christians on The Mighty 8mo
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My Favorite Things by Melanie R.

My favorite Things by Melanie R.

My favorite things are not things at all.
To soak my whole spirit in His Holy word.
To sing of His praises;
Hallelujah all day long!

Telling my testament,
with His healing song.

Nothing in this world means more.

My hands clean, my heart made pure!

To be right in spirit,
He gave a new heart.

Your vision so clear, I hear of the Lord!

To love on His people,
to share from the heart.
and outdo in giving..
my favorite part!!!

Amen!!!

We thank you for gifts of healing…all my favorite things-
It’s all in your revealing.

Not things at all.

My favorite things in heaven,
stored up with the Lord.

These are a few of my favorite things.

Thank You Jesus!

Galatians 6:10
So then, as we have opportunity, let us do good to everyone, and especially to those who are of the household of faith!

Matthew 6:19-21
Do not lay up for yourselves treasures on earth, where moth and rust destroy, where thieves break in and steal, but lay up for yourselves treasures in heaven…for where your treasure is, there your heart will also be.

Keep your eyes on eternity!

If you are blessed by these messages, please be sure to see many more and the music that is inspired from above on my YouTube channel:

Melanie’s Melody.

God be with you, and bless you all in a mighty way! Please also share some of your favorite things!
Thank you!

#MitochondrialDisease #ChronicInflammatoryDemyelinatingPolyneuropathy #ChronicIllness #Dysautonomia #ChronicPain #MightyPoets #IfYouFeelHopeless #InsideTheMighty #IrritableBowelSyndromeIBS

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