Tuesday, August 23, 2016

Changing the Story

This blog post was originally written by Jarrod Hindman, MS, for the network crisis centers of the Lifeline on August 23, 2016 and is reposted here from the Network Resource Center. If you're involved with a crisis center and interested in joining the Lifeline, a network of over 160 crisis centers around the country, please email lifelineinfo@mhaofnyc.org

Twenty-five miles and approximately an hour (two or three when it snows) one way every day for 15 years. I’ve never counted, but I make my way through at least 30 traffic lights on one of the busiest roads in Colorado. It’s cool – I’m used to it and it gives me time to unwind or think or totally zone out. But on a particularly snarled morning in October 2014- when I was taxed and stressed at work, grappling with the chaos of three kids back in school, my wife starting a new job, and having lost track of my exercise routine- I was anxious, irritable and not sleeping well and had an unpleasant moment of clarity: “If I weren’t married, didn’t have kids, and weren’t the primary provider for my family, I’d turn my car around right now, call my boss and quit my job this morning.” I know this isn’t an uncommon sentiment for many, and it certainly wasn’t the first time I’d thought it, but the overwhelming sense of dread it came with that morning unsettled me to my core.

Read the full blog here.