What I Try to Remind Myself When the News Beats My Mental Health Down


I can’t seem to go online without being distraught and upset. The world keeps screaming that it’s cruel and I’m trying so hard to believe otherwise. No. It can’t be. I refuse to believe that hate lives louder than love, but that’s what I keep feeling. Maybe that’s what they want me to believe. Maybe I’m too much of a believer. But it’s hard not to be after my biggest doubt in the world — overcoming my eating disorder — came true. It’s hard not to believe in anything and everything else.

But it’s painful. The news makes me want to close up shop. Stop trying. Stop living. Stop breathing. I feel guilty for taking up space and being part of a world that is so filled with injustice. I know everyone keeps saying that we must fight and be part of the change, but the truth is, I am tired. Fighting is hard and exhausting and I don’t know how to help. The state of the United States is much bigger than myself, and it’s not something I can work through on my own or in therapy. It seems a lot of peoples’ distorted thoughts and upbringings are core beliefs, and I can only be responsible for my own.

It requires so many other people and so many obstacles. I want to say I want to fight, but the truth is, I don’t have the energy. I feel like I’m just watching it all happen and just go by. I feel helpless. And a little bit hopeless. I am doubting the place and impact I have in this world. What was the point of me doing all this work on myself? It feels selfish, self-serving and the darker side of me feels like destroying myself before the world further does so.

I thought the real fight was the fight against my thoughts, but now it seems like it’s now just against the world, and I’m not sure I have energy for both.

It’s scary to feel so insignificant, and I know I’m not the only one who feels this way. This is what I try to tell myself and I urge you to tell yourself the same if you’re feeling as thrown and as helpless as I do. 

It may seem like what you have to say or do is so small, that there’s not even a point in trying. But if we didn’t do anything — didn’t converse, fight, debate — nothing would change, even just for the one or two people you helped better understand. But they are important. You are important. I know the world is beating you down, but they need you. The world would be infinitely different if you silenced yourself and we need you. Keep going. 

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