Stepping away reminds you that you are human; another hard lesson. It took me years to realize that I am a valid human being despite my illness.
I will always struggle with depression, but finally I feel I am done clearing the land and am ready to plant the seeds that will become new growth.
It all hearkens back to storytelling, to this desire we have to relate something. To let people know who we are, or were, or wish we were, or fear we are.
Family is the most important thing for a person with mental illness. We need support and validation that we are not alone in the world
The only advice I give is to be there and, above all else, give it time. Time is truly the only thing that can heal in situations like these.