The (almost) Final Post
- Tom Robinson
- Apr 15
- 2 min read
Updated: 2 days ago
This will be the last post I ever write on this blog.
There’s only one thing left to say: healing is possible.
Escaping the grip of bipolar disorder, depression, anxiety—or whatever name we assign to our inner turmoil—is not only possible, it’s a return to who we truly are.
For me, that journey began with the painful but necessary process of safely withdrawing from all medication. What followed was deep, raw, and transformative inner work.
The real healing began in solitude. With no support system beyond a trusted therapist, I turned inward. I faced everything I had once run from: the root wounds, the buried grief, the stories I told myself.
I sat with the pain, the shame, the fear—validating each emotion, one by one. That’s what healing demands: complete honesty and the courage to feel it all.
Everyone and everything that no longer served me began to fall away, like leaves shedding from a tree. And beneath it all, I found my essence. I forgave past loves. I saw clearly that their wounds were not mine to fix. We are never responsible for healing others. Our only true responsibility is to ourselves—to become whole, secure, and grounded in our own truth.
The journey was simple in principle but excruciating in practice. I studied psychology. I explored the work of Carl Jung. I nurtured my inner child. I practiced deep self-reflection. And I stayed committed, even in the loneliest, darkest moments. Healing is not a linear path, and it’s not for the faint-hearted. It requires fierce bravery.
But I made it. I am here. I am home. And it is beautiful.
I’ve written so much, supported so many—but it’s time to let all of that go. I no longer need external validation. I trust myself, and I trust life. There’s nothing left to prove. Nothing left to say.
To those I love who are still in pain: I pray you find the courage to confront your wounds.
But I now understand that it is not my place to save you. No one can walk that road for you. You must choose it for yourself.
As for me—I am done.
With love and peace, Goodbye.
TR
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