From the online response to her song, I am not alone.
If you didn’t watch this year’s 62nd Grammy Awards, then you missed out. Demi Lovato gave the most beautiful and striking performance. Even though the show itself received low ratings, there was tons of buzz around Demi and her song. An article in The Atlantic discussed how Demi Lovato’s song might heal. For me, I loved it and the performance, but not as a form of healing, but rather as confirmation.
I too had a time in my life when no one was listening as I was collapsing into a crisis. I read many comments online after the Grammy Awards’ show where others also identified with Demi’s sentiments, “Nobody’s listening to me.”
It is sad that this song was recorded four days before her overdose. As she adds, “And you kind of listen back to it and you kind of think, how did nobody listen to this song and think, Let’s help this girl?” She speaks for the rest of us that have been in those moments of crying for help and either being ignored or disregarded. Perhaps in Demi’s situation, her song being so beautiful, that those in the recording studio were too busy listening in admiration than to actually hear the song’s message.
My cry for help happened online, via posts on social media. I never got a response to my actual pleas for help. Perhaps in my case, people thought it was a joke. And that must have been the same reason why a mental health clinic turned me away in tears.
I’m still embarrassed that I posted online, pleas for help and goofy tweets after my mind couldn’t take it anymore. When my social media posts didn’t get responses, I turned to phone calls, but they were dismissed as well. The fact that no one listened during my downfall or just didn’t take it seriously no longer matters. I survived. Literally, thanks to God! Note to all: If I’m in a good place, I would never ask for help online.
I wasn’t asking to be taken in, financially supported, nor even driven anywhere. I just needed someone to say they were on my side. That they vouched for me being a good person, not a person to be discarded. I needed someone to hear me and validate me as a fellow human being, worthy of equal value and no less. I did all the right things. I was under doctors’ care. I was paying my bills. But I was sinking because the doctors weren’t listening.
Demi Lovato’s Grammy Awards’ performance was amazing to witness. I hate that she suffered during the time of writing and recording that song. Thank God, that Demi survived her overdose. And that she graciously shared her poignant song with all of us.
Her strength to stand up on that worldwide stage, in all her beauty, and sing a song that many people in silence could relate to wasn’t just healing, it was life affirming. — You are not alone. And I hear you!