My name is not Christina.
My name is darkness.
My name is depression.
My name is anxiety.
My name...
is full of problems.
My name is broken.
My name is sad.
My name is harm.
To myself and to others.
My name spells out "suicidal."
My name is not my own.
I share my name with many others.
My name is your name
and your name is my name.
With little spelling differences.
We are a family.
Together coping
and trying to survive.
Our family,
who is in so much pain,
and want to love themselves,
who love each other,
but cannot see
why
the others love us.
We are a family
where our names are not our own.
And I am part of that family.
My name is not Christina.
My name is your name.
Our name is trying,
our name is hope,
our name is work.
Our names are the same
and that name is
desire
to get better.
And together,
we can.
We.
Can.
Do.
This.
Our family,
the family we have
where all our names are same.
We can do this.
We,
who are all the same.
Because I believe you can do this.
And I know you believe I can do this.
So with our beliefs in each other
we can all do this.
We,
the siblings,
will lean on each other
for strength,
for love,
for hope,
for compassion,
for sympathy,
for knowledge,
for understanding.
This family is strong
in it's broken heart
and broken soul.
Our family is different.
It does not run through our veins.
But runs through water
of tears running down our faces,
blood running down our limbs,
of pain running through our souls.
We are a family,
and together,
we can survive.
My name is not Christina.
My name is not Christina.
You will tell me,
my name is not broken,
my name is not depression,
my name is not anxiety.
You will tell me,
my name is happiness,
my name is soulful,
my name is bright,
my name is beautiful.
My name is Christina.
And I will tell you,
your name is beautiful,
your name is strong,
your name is bright,
your name is loving.
Your name is [insert name here].
We are a family of broken souls
just trying to get better
and together,
we can.
My name is Christina.
And I am part of this family.
Your name is [insert name here].
And you are part of this family.
We will work together
through problems,
through heartbreak,
through sadness,
through numbness.
We are a family.
Who,
as individuals
may feel weak
but together are strong.
We are a family.
We are a family.
From a recording on my phone. A little jumbled, but was a very emotional time to speak and write.