Translator: Tijana Mihajlović
Reviewer: Denise RQ Hi. I have been trying to weasel my way out
of being on this stage for weeks. (Laughter) I am terrified. But about a month ago, I was up early,
panicking about this, and I watched an old TED Talk
that Brené Brown did on vulnerability. Dr. Brown is one of my heroes. She is a shame researcher, and I am a recovering
bulimic, alcoholic, and drug user. So I’m sort of a shame researcher, too. (Laughter) It’s just that most of my work
is done out in the field. (Laughter) And Dr. Brown defined courage like this. She said, “Courage is to tell the story
of who you are with your whole heart.” That got me thinking about another one of my heroes,
Georgia O’Keeffe, and how she said,
“Whether you succeed or not is irrelevant. There is no such thing. Making the unknown known
is what is important.” So, here I am to tell you the story
of who I am with my whole heart, and to make some unknowns known. When I was eight years old,
I started to feel exposed, and I started to feel very, very awkward. Every day, I was pushed out
of my house and into school, all oily, and pudgy, and conspicuous, and to me the other girls seemed
so cool, and together, and easy, and I started to feel like a loser
in a world that preferred superheroes. So I made my own capes,
and I tied them tight around me. My capes were pretending and addiction. But we all have
our own superhero capes, don’t we? Perfectionism, and overworking,
snarkiness, and apathy; they are all superhero capes. Our capes are what we put
over our real selves, so that our real tender selves
don’t have to be seen and can’t be hurt. Our superhero capes are what keep us
from having to feel much at all, because every good and bad thing
is deflected off of them. So, for 18 years, my capes of addiction and pretending
kept me safe and hidden. People think of us, addicts,
as insensitive liars, but we don’t start out that way. We start out
as extremely sensitive truth-tellers. We feel so much pain and so much love, and we sense that the world
doesn’t want us to feel that much, and doesn’t want to need
as much comfort as we need, so we start pretending. We try to pretend like we’re the people
that we think we’re supposed to be. We numb, and we hide, and we pretend, and that pretending
does eventually turn into a life of lies, but to be fair, we thought
we were supposed to be lying. They tell us since we’re little
that when someone asks us how we’re doing, the only appropriate answer is,
“Fine. And you?” But the thing is
that the people are truth-tellers. We are born to make our unknown known. We will find somewhere to do it. So in private,
with the booze, or the overshopping, or the alcohol, or the food, we tell the truth. We say, “Actually, I’m not fine.” Because we don’t feel safe
telling that truth in the real world, we make our own little world, and that’s addiction. That’s whatever cape you put on. So what happens is all of us end up living in these little, teeny, controllable,
predictable, dark worlds instead of all together
in the big, bright, messy one. I binged and purged for the first time
when I was eight, and I continued every single day
for the next 18 years. Seems normal to me, but you’re surprised. (Laughter) Every single time that I got
anxious, or worried, or angry, I thought something was wrong with me. So I took that nervous energy
to the kitchen and I stuffed it all down with food, and then I panicked, and I purged, and after all of that,
I was laid out on the bathroom floor, and I was so exhausted and so numb that I never had to go back
and deal with whatever it was that had made me uncomfortable
in the first place, and that’s what I wanted. I did not want to deal with the discomfort and messiness
of being a human being. So, when I was a senior in high school, I finally decided to tell the truth
in the real world. I walked in my guidance counselor’s office and I said, “Actually, I’m not fine.
Someone help me.” And I was sent to a mental hospital. In the mental hospital,
for the first time in my life, I found myself in a world
that made sense to me. In high school,
we had to care about geometry when our hearts were breaking because we were just bullied
in the hallway, or no one would sit with us at lunch, and we had to care about ancient Rome when all we really wanted to do was learn how to make
and keep a real friend. We had to act tough when we felt scared, and we had to act confident
when we felt really confused. Acting, pretending,
was a matter of survival. High school is kind of like
the real world sometimes, but in the mental hospital,
there was no pretending. The gig was up. (Laughter) We had classes about how to express
how we really felt through music, and art, and writing. We had classes
about how to be a good listener, and how to be brave enough
to tell our own story while being kind enough
not to tell anybody else’s. We held each other’s hands sometimes,
just because we felt like we needed to. Nobody was ever allowed
to be left out. Everybody was worthy – that was the rule –
just because she existed. So in there, we were brave enough
to take off our capes. All I ever needed to know,
I learned in the mental hospital. (Laughter) I remember this sandy-haired girl,
who was so beautiful, and she told the truth on her arms. I held her hand one day
while she was crying, and I saw that her arms
were just sliced up like precut hams. In there, people wore their scars
on the outside, so you knew where they stood, and they told the truth,
so you knew why they stood there. So I graduated from high school, and I went on to college, which was way crazier
than the mental hospital. (Laughter) In college, I added on the capes
of alcoholism and drug use. The sun rose every day,
and I started binging and purging, and then when the sun set,
I drank myself stupid. The sunrise is usually
people’s signal to get up, but it was my signal every day
to come down – to come down from the booze,
and the boys, and the drugs, and I could not come down. That was to be avoided at all costs,
so I hated the sunrise. I’d close the blinds,
and I’d put the pillow over my head, while my spinning brain would torture me about the people who were going out
into their day, into the light, to make relationships,
and pursue their dreams, and have a day. And I had no day; I only had night. These days, I like to think of hope
as that sunrise. It comes out every single day
to shine on everybody equally. It comes out to shine
on the sinners, and the saints, and the druggies, and the cheerleaders. It never withholds. It doesn’t judge. If you’ve spent your entire life
in the dark, and then one day
just decide to come out, it’ll be there, waiting for you,
just waiting to warm you. You know, all those years, I thought of that sunrise as searching,
and accusatory, and judgmental, but it wasn’t. It was just hope’s daily invitation to me
to come back to life. I think if you still have a day,
if you’re still alive, you are still invited. I actually graduated from college – which makes me both grateful to and extremely suspicious
of my Alma Mater – (Laughter) and I found myself sort of in the real world,
and sort of not. On Mother’s Day 2002, – I am not good at years,
we’ll just say on Mother’s Day – I had spun deeper and deeper. I wasn’t even Glennon anymore. I was just bulimia. I was just alcoholism. I was just a pile of capes. But on Mother’s Day, one Mother’s Day, I found myself on the cold bathroom floor, hungover, shaking, and holding
a positive pregnancy test. As I sat there with my back
literally against a wall, shaking, an understanding washed over me. In that moment, on the bathroom floor, I understood that even in my state, even lying on the floor, that someone out there had deemed me worthy of an invitation to a very, very important event. So, that day on the bathroom floor, I decided to show up, just to show up, to climb out of my dark, individual,
controllable world, and out into the big, great, messy one. I didn’t know how to be a sober person, or how to be a mother,
or how to be a friend, so I just promised myself
that I would show up and I would do the next right thing. “Just show up, Glennon,
even if you’re scared, just do the next right thing,
even when you’re shaking.” So I stood up. What they don’t tell you
about getting sober, about peeling off your capes, is that it gets a hell of a lot worse
before it gets better. Getting sober is like recovering
from frostbite. It’s all of those feelings
that you’ve numbed for so long, now they’re there, and they are present. At first, it just feels
kind of tingly and uncomfortable, but then, those feelings start
to feel like daggers. The pain, the loss, the guilt, the shame – it’s all piled on top of you
with nowhere to run. But what I learned during that time is that sitting with the pain
and the joy of being a human being while refusing to run for any exits is the only way
to become a real human being. So, these days, I am not a superhero, and I am not a perfect human being, but I am fully human being,
and I am so proud of that. I am, fortunately and frustratingly, still exactly the same person as I was when I was 20,
and 16, and 8 years old. I still feel scared all the time, anxious all the time, oily all the time. I still get very high
and very low in life, daily, but I finally accepted the fact
that sensitive is just how I was made, that I don’t have to hide it,
and I don’t have to fix it. I am not broken. I’ve actually started to wonder
if maybe you’re sensitive, too. Maybe you feel great pain and deep joy, but you just don’t feel safe
talking about it in the real world. So now, instead of trying
to make myself tougher, I write and I serve people
to help create a world where sensitive people
don’t need superhero capes, where we can all just come out
into the big, bright, messy world, and tell the truth,
and forgive each other for being human, and admit together
that yes, life is really hard, but also insist that together
we can do hard things. You know, maybe it’s OK to say,
“Actually, today I am not fine.” Maybe it’s OK to remember
that we’re human beings, and to stop doing long enough to think, and to love,
and to share, and to listen. This weekend was Mother’s Day, which marked the eleven-year anniversary
of the day I decided to show up, and I spent the day on the beach
with my three children, and my two dogs, and my one husband (Laughter) my long-suffering husband. You can only imagine. Life is beautiful and life is brutal. Life is brutaful
all the time and every day. Only one thing has made
the difference for me, and that is this: I used to numb my feelings and hide, and now I feel my feelings and I share. That’s the only difference
in my life these days. I am not afraid of my feelings anymore. I know they can come,
and they won’t kill me, and they can take over
for a little while, if they need to, but at the end of the day,
what they are is really just guides. They are just guides to tell me
what is the next right thing for me to do. Loneliness, it leads us
to connection with other people, and jealousy, it guides us
to what we are supposed to do next, and pain guides us to help other people, and being overwhelmed,
it guides us to ask for help. So I’ve learned
that if I honor my feelings as my own personal prophets, and instead of running I just be still, that there are prizes to be won. Those prizes are peace,
and dignity, and friendship. So I received an email last week, and it’s now taped to my computer at home. It just said, “Dear Glennon, it’s braver to be Clark Kent
than it is to be Superman. Carry on, warrior.” (Laughter) So today, I would say to you
that we don’t need any more superheroes. We just need awkward, oily,
honest human beings out in the bright, big, messy world. And I will see you there. (Applause)

Lessons from the Mental Hospital | Glennon Doyle Melton | TEDxTraverseCity
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100 thoughts on “Lessons from the Mental Hospital | Glennon Doyle Melton | TEDxTraverseCity

  • August 6, 2019 at 1:56 am
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    I really appreciate u Glennon. My mom suffered depression and anorexia for 25plus years. And passed away from it. I too suffer from depression and addiction since her death. Life is hard. Everyday I feel so alone and just wanna die. Hopefully one day I can get better and help people and share my story like you do.

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  • August 6, 2019 at 5:42 pm
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    I’ve watched this ten times already today. I really really needed these words πŸ’• Thank you. I’m a little more ready to go out there into the bright, big, and messy world now :’)

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  • August 7, 2019 at 2:17 pm
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    In some small ways I wish the real world was like a mental hospital (granted not all of them are nice some are just a no go) but with my experience not only is everyone unmasked and genuine, but the people around you are only there to either get better like you or are committed to listening and helping you grow as a person and find peace with yourself away from distractions. I was only there for 5 days but I wish I had stayed there at least a month to fully learn everything I know now in a better environment. Beautiful speech.

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  • August 7, 2019 at 2:59 pm
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    @Glennondoylemelton I Love You πŸ’•Such an inspiration for me and the world that is hurting inside! You got this! πŸ’•πŸŒΈπŸ’•πŸŒΈπŸ’•πŸŒΈπŸ’•πŸŒΈπŸ’•πŸŒΈπŸ’•πŸŒΈπŸ’•πŸŒΈ

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  • August 9, 2019 at 6:26 am
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    Probably the best TED Talks I've ever heard ❀

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  • August 9, 2019 at 3:34 pm
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    Whats annoying sounds she makes with his tounge.oh my god i wanted to listhen but it makes me crazy.drink water before talking or somtihig

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  • August 10, 2019 at 8:06 pm
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    Wow your mental hospital was way different than mine

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  • August 12, 2019 at 6:12 am
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    Thank You VERY MUCH Glennon!!! Wishing You A Life Filled With Love, Health, Happiness and Prosperity!!! I Will Share Your Most EXCELLENT TALK!!!! From Istanbul Turkey, Daniel Patrick Young.

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  • August 14, 2019 at 2:58 pm
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    But what if nobody wants to listen? Is it better to keep hiding than getting hurt trying to connect with people….

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  • August 14, 2019 at 5:46 pm
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    I really love this – sometimes I think it's a good idea to be kind to people who are bitter with us… because fighting egos (or fighting capes) are just not worth it, because it's not a fight for the truth. Thanks for sharing your truth!

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  • August 14, 2019 at 6:34 pm
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    Wow. Just wow. She is amazing in every sense of the word.

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  • August 14, 2019 at 7:08 pm
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    Listening to this video helped me get through my rough day.

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  • August 14, 2019 at 10:20 pm
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    late on seeing this, but I just have to say that this woman is amazing! She spoke so well, very impressed!! πŸ™‚

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  • August 15, 2019 at 10:28 am
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    Gorgeous person

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  • August 15, 2019 at 11:55 pm
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    Aren't all female supposed to spent time there

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  • August 16, 2019 at 7:31 am
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    when i was in the mental hospital last year they showed all of us this video and it left a mark on me. today i came back to look for it because ive been at a complete loss on how to pick myself up and carry on again. i got chills just like the first time i watched it. thank you so much

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  • August 16, 2019 at 7:49 am
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    Thank you Glennon for opening doors that have been shut, turning on light in darkness. I love who you are.

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  • August 16, 2019 at 5:44 pm
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    Is amazing how many societal issues stands from poor mental health. We have medically been treating patients suffering from Opioid Use Disorder and Alcoholism for over 20 years, and I can tell you that the great majority of them could have avoided an immense amount of suffering if proper mental health care had been provided.

    We need to not judge, not stigmatize and individually treat those who need. Everyone deserves to be heard and understood.

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  • August 16, 2019 at 9:26 pm
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    Beautiful!! Absolutely beautiful!! Thank You !! You are amazing!!!!❀️

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  • August 17, 2019 at 6:45 pm
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    Thank you.

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  • August 17, 2019 at 10:22 pm
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    Thank you

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  • August 17, 2019 at 10:22 pm
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    Namaste

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  • August 18, 2019 at 2:05 am
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    This was a good talk and one that helped. Thank you Glennon. Life is brutilful

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  • August 18, 2019 at 7:19 pm
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    There are different kinds of psych wards. Some are for the rich. Others are for the poor. There are no similarities between them. I once met a guy who altered the molecular structure of books into cereal. So every morning at breakfast , he would ingest a small library of knowledge. He says altering the moleculer structure of things is easy.

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  • August 18, 2019 at 9:11 pm
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    "Just show up, no matter what." So true.

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  • August 19, 2019 at 6:56 pm
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    I need help. This was a good start.

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  • August 20, 2019 at 1:30 am
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    β€œLife is brutiful” the dialectic of being human.

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  • August 20, 2019 at 9:16 pm
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    I care when people tell me their problems and when i ask, i really want to know! I would feel the worst if someone tried to confide in me and i asked them how they were doing, and didn't really care,but that's not me. I won't ask if i don't have time to actually listen. I'll stop what I'm doing if u need me, but if it's a very important thing I'll miss, then i will call someone and let them take over. I know pastors, caregivers, hotlines etc… My friend is former military, she has PTSD, my sister is Schizophrenic etc… Friends who are alcoholic, Drug addicts, a family members friends etc.. I wish no one ever committed suicide, i can't imagine wanting that. I wish the best for everyone who needs help. πŸ’œ

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  • August 20, 2019 at 11:21 pm
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    THIS lady is one of the BEST speakers on the internet ! I could listen to her all day.

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  • August 21, 2019 at 6:04 am
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    So this is one woman's story of self-obsession…shocker

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  • August 22, 2019 at 1:19 am
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    I think that's one of the best mental hospital experiences I've ever heard about

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  • August 22, 2019 at 8:30 am
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    She went to a counsellor said I'm not ok and they sent her to a mental hospital?? Why do people exaggerate in these stories.

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  • August 22, 2019 at 5:11 pm
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    Thank you. Sharing our true emotions is how we should live.

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  • August 24, 2019 at 12:26 am
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    Yawn, another Cluster B getting her attention supply

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  • August 25, 2019 at 12:43 am
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    BRAVO!!!! That takes true courage!!! I know!

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  • August 27, 2019 at 5:09 pm
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    lessons learned from the mental hospital: suicide would have been preferable.

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  • August 27, 2019 at 9:41 pm
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    One word: YES. I can relate.

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  • August 28, 2019 at 2:51 am
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    I have a BA psychology and I don't know how long I can last.

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  • September 3, 2019 at 3:50 am
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    Absolutely beautiful in it's truth. Thank you.

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  • September 5, 2019 at 6:06 pm
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    i just felt like i'm understood by a stranger. thanks Glennon <3

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  • September 7, 2019 at 5:04 pm
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    Thank you Glennon. I've listened to this several times everytime is new and oh so healing for me.

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  • September 9, 2019 at 6:04 pm
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    All my life I have had so much respect for those who are recovering from drugs, alcohol, eating disorders and other forms of addiction. It shows how far you have come to crawl out of that dark hole into the light of self awareness.

    Bravo to Glennon and all of you who has battled addiction. You are warriors. πŸ’ͺπŸ»πŸ‘πŸΌ

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  • September 10, 2019 at 5:17 am
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    I've always felt disconnected to the world. I always felt like I've been on the outside looking in. It's like the world is this big glass ball, and I'm outside of it. I see all the people through the glass living their lives and connecting to others, while no one even knows that I'm there. I feel invisible. It's been a really lonely life. I started feeling like this when I was 15, I'm now 55. I'll be happy when the Lord finally calls me home. Sometimes though, I worry that even in heaven I might still feel the same way. I hope that it will be better ……..

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  • September 12, 2019 at 10:28 pm
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    Why does jealousy guide us to what we’re supposed to do next? (16:00)

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  • September 13, 2019 at 12:36 pm
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    What she is getting at here is profound advice for the world. And I think right now it is what the world needs. I can honestly say that this little vid just brought so much clarification to what I have been struggling with myself. God bless her and keep her.

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  • September 13, 2019 at 9:47 pm
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    Sorry but from all the mental illness's video clips I've watched, not one of them touches in comparison to what hard core mental illness is like. Most of these speakers had temporary episodes that lasted maybe 10 years. Try finding someone who has been mentally unstable all their lives with little to no support, then you will have something significant to share. Let me know when you start the interview process,.

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  • September 15, 2019 at 9:34 pm
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    And your still a 10…… metoo I though I might be nuts OK thanks

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  • September 16, 2019 at 8:31 pm
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    Please pray for me…some days I just CAN'T…

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  • September 17, 2019 at 3:30 am
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    geese she is really nailing it huh

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  • September 17, 2019 at 4:48 pm
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    The super hero capes is on point! Addiction has taken over my life due to my mental health. Smoking stogies, pot, anything I can get my hands on. Thanks for making it okay for us to show our feelings for once.

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  • September 18, 2019 at 12:39 am
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    lol, that's it I'm playing Metallica Sanitarium! I saw this title & completely curious! πŸ€”

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  • September 18, 2019 at 12:43 am
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    πŸ’™πŸ’™πŸ’™ this is really good!

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  • September 18, 2019 at 12:49 am
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    They got it backwards the school system is the mental hospital Brainwashing institutions where people act the part& the "mental" hospital you can actually be the real you" it's absolutely true! This is really interesting.

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  • September 19, 2019 at 4:59 am
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    This is the most profound TED Talk that I have ever heard,,,,,,

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  • September 19, 2019 at 8:29 am
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    @ the beginning of her talk, she speaks of her melancholic, lost, & vacuous existence starting 2 form @ 8yoa. In many cultures, children r thought 2 b "tethered," for lack of a better word, 2 their parents…esp. the mothers, until around this age. Every child is in need of this time, (3 ish to age 8 ish), 4 an important incubation of the soul, & that a strong connection 2 the parents, creating this triad, allows the child's soul 2 form a foundation, connections, & trust, which lead to great things, like understanding & love (the unconditional kind parents r meant 2 provide, & therefore teach, as well.) B4 this, is a period of time often called the formative yrs. These yrs r more fundamental: learn to eat, walk, talk, etc. My point (yes, I actually have 1😁), is each "stone"of us, that creates the various milestones of our lives matters sooooo much. Some are placed incorrectly, even w/o intent, bcuz there is no rulebook 4 how to get raising a unique person perfectly… it's impossible, due to the whole "unique" aspect of person-hood.😁 Yes. We actually r ALL snowflakes. It is what it is. No parent can b perfect. Neither can a child. So these early yrs r the yrs during which syndromes like bulimia, phobias, and so on tend 2 b tethered to…as our links 2 our carers begin 2 unravel, b torn, or r even cut away, new ones take their place. It's usually not anyone's fault. Sometimes it is. All I know is that we, like this beautiful soul telling her story, have an opportunity to fix, replace & address these things as we grow…& that is not only a gift in & of itself, but is likely a milestone itself.😊 Embrace yourself…all of yourself. The ride is short. It's not free of cost. Still, you have sovereignty of who you become, in more ways than you know. To give THAT away, or blame others, for the foundations and stones that make you who you are, is 2 relinquish the person you are meant 2 b…USE all that life has done & been for you 2 b, well, YOU!😘

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  • September 21, 2019 at 12:34 pm
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    GreatπŸ‘Œ

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  • September 21, 2019 at 10:46 pm
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    When people ask, "How are you?", one needs to take into account who is asking. If it's a casual acquaintance, or a colleague whom you are not especially to, "I'm fine." is the only "acceptable" response. However, even in American society, if the person is someone you consider a close friend or a spouse, etc. the most beneficial response is to tell him/her how you really feel. To this extent, I disagree with her statement at the beginning.

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  • September 21, 2019 at 11:28 pm
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    Anyways its easier just having to listen to police. Ive had lots of clothes on lately. And my wig and my shoes tied…..cuz im …i forgot…i need a beer. Now so i can burp or a burger or a cigarette. Or im fine theres free cokes fresh air i love it.

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  • September 21, 2019 at 11:30 pm
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    I was building a dog house yesterday…cb ill finish tomorrow….

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  • September 22, 2019 at 12:19 am
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    Thank you. You have said what I feel.

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  • September 22, 2019 at 10:15 am
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    This video almost made me cry. I even had forgot that I was too sensitive before everything happened, and now I still am and there are no regrets about it. Thank you!

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  • September 23, 2019 at 1:26 am
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    I learned a new word today: BRUTIFUL. That's a perfect way to describe the life of a bi-polar person. It may be the perfect answer when I'm asked, "How are you today?"

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  • September 23, 2019 at 7:20 am
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    Which are the good career options for ADD people?Which business field would be beneficial for them?Has anyone researched about it?please guide

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  • September 23, 2019 at 11:03 am
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    The world is a better place with her explanation of life as a doper… who’s with meπŸ˜€

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  • September 23, 2019 at 11:49 am
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    When people show their brokenness through honesty they are at their best and the most lovable. It’s the ways we all cover our brokenness that push people away. The ego, the pride, the anger, the selfishness, the bad mouthing, etc… I’ve heard that God loves us the most in our brokenness and I never really understood this until now. When the walls come down, the capes come off, when we show our true selves, that’s when we are our true selves and what’s not to love about that?

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  • September 24, 2019 at 4:52 pm
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    Loved all the bible references/jargon.

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  • September 24, 2019 at 10:28 pm
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    This is just so beautiful ❀️

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  • September 25, 2019 at 3:25 pm
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    Great TED talk. Very relatable.

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  • September 26, 2019 at 8:31 am
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  • September 26, 2019 at 2:17 pm
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    That was lovely, thank you, these people are really brave for sharing themselves truly

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  • September 27, 2019 at 10:58 am
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    I like how this lady looks like, speaks. i like her hands. I know that that is not the main purpose of the video. But, anyway …

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  • September 27, 2019 at 11:40 am
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    You can't and shouldn't blame others for your weakness

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  • September 27, 2019 at 3:13 pm
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    Glennon; your honesty, strength and truth is inspiring. I was in the exact same place you described, and pulling yourself out of it is no easy feat. Good for you, for putting the truth of the relationship between addiction and emotions into words the world can understand. ❀️

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  • September 27, 2019 at 3:42 pm
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    Addicts = extremely sensitive truth tellers – wow!!! We learned we were supposed to be lying…we make our little truth world with alcohol. Amazing explanation to humanize addicts. Great talk.

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  • September 27, 2019 at 3:46 pm
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    "She told the truth on her arms" (cutting). Sad. Great talk.

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  • September 27, 2019 at 11:19 pm
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    Beautiful person w humility n commpasion ….great gift of speaking .

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  • September 28, 2019 at 6:48 am
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    I can go

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  • September 28, 2019 at 6:48 am
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    The feild

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  • September 28, 2019 at 6:49 am
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    Yes!!!!

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  • September 28, 2019 at 6:54 am
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    But the world is deaf

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  • September 28, 2019 at 6:55 am
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    Truth seekers

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  • September 28, 2019 at 7:08 am
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    U know nt place

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  • September 28, 2019 at 7:08 am
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    Another vibration

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  • September 28, 2019 at 7:36 am
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    Brave πŸ’ž

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  • September 28, 2019 at 10:47 pm
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    Wonderful testimony very truthful.

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  • September 29, 2019 at 1:59 pm
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    Stunning. Well done.

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  • September 29, 2019 at 2:18 pm
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    Your courage is admirable and very inspiring. Thank you for sharing!

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  • September 30, 2019 at 2:14 am
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    The only real people are to be found in prisons and mental hospitals. All others are acting out what they believe others would want them to be.

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  • October 1, 2019 at 3:39 am
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    Reminds me of a sticky chrysalis that presses out of it to be whole zTogether we are stronger Not humans doing bu humans being You are the change you want to see happen Wish my daughter heard you Beautiful msg

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  • October 1, 2019 at 4:45 am
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    Thank you Glennon. I wish I would have sought help when I was much younger than I am now.

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  • October 1, 2019 at 12:58 pm
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    … I will see you there <3 <3 <3

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  • October 1, 2019 at 7:44 pm
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    Having children makes people grow up!

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  • October 1, 2019 at 8:41 pm
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    I wouldn't mind being one of her addictions, or her being one of mine……….

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  • October 3, 2019 at 7:27 am
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    Yes to everything she said.
    There was a time not so long ago that I could barely even speak to people without bursting into tears. People would look at me like, what's her deal anyway?
    My voice would tremble as I weakly said to the girl behind the counter "i need to return these". when I was doing a simple thing… returning a pair of jeans.

    Looking out at the world was to me, like I was looking out at everything from behind a piece of Saran Wrap. Just, sureal and fake and daunting.
    I was alone and safe with myself in my own mind.
    Getting up in the morning (as she says) was beyond impossible. It was scary and exhausting and strange.

    After about 8 yrs. of working extremely hard on myself, going deep inside and taking inventory, doing my "Shadow Work", I learned that I'm not like everyone else I'm uniquely imperfect. Ilove and accept me for who I am: sensitive, raw, funny, smart and most of all *authentic*.

    There isn't one thing I would change about my life if I had the chance to do it over and alter anything I wished. Because if I did, I wouldn't be the woman that I'm so proud to be today.

    The most painful times are our most important lessons. I would not know this light if I didn't know the dark so well. πŸ¦‹πŸ’œβœ¨πŸ™πŸ»πŸŒžπŸŒ 

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  • October 3, 2019 at 10:23 pm
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    We need to bring back mental hospitals.

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  • October 4, 2019 at 3:21 pm
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    As I listen to her, I can not help but feel she is new age and a little off. So I google her. Nough Said!

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  • October 4, 2019 at 10:41 pm
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    Very brave woman,Respect!!

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  • October 5, 2019 at 2:34 am
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    Five weeks in a mental hospital, I learned I had never been allowed to have my own feelings. I was in my early 40s. Don't feel that way. Feel this way, Laughing at me when I"m crying while watching my dog being buried

    We need more honesty. We need more caregivers to nurture our feelings. And us, others.

    One of the things I'm most proud of is siiting beside my granddaughter after her best friend left to move 2000 miles away. I watched tears roll down her cheek, wondering if there was anything I could say to ease her pain.Tears started rolling down my cheeks. Sitting with her in silence.

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  • October 5, 2019 at 3:07 am
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    Thank you so much for your message. The world is blessed to have you here including me.

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  • October 5, 2019 at 4:56 pm
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    This woman is smokin HOTT!

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