Wound Up by Susan L.

Had some trouble falling asleep last night even though I was very weary after the show. My mind was replaying some of the conversations that took place over the last couple of days. We met some wonderful people, had some laughs, heard some heart wrenching stories. I guess the weekend could be called a very human experience, rich in the variety that proves us unique in all ways. There were more than a few however who read our signs and quickly looked away or walked a bit faster past our booth. That's okay. Seeds were planted. That was the main reason we were there. I can't help but be an advocate because if we are reluctant to show our own faces in connection with mental health, nothing will change. If we don't get the message of recovery possibilities into society...how can I in all good conscience not hold out a hand to someone who may be struggling. For things to stay as they are simply isn't good enough. "And immediately Jesus stretched out His hand and caught him." Mat 15:31