Mental Health Monday?
Should that be a thing? I’ve had an itching to get writing about my mental health journey. Not just to clear my mind and slow the racing, anxious thoughts, but to help everyone else feel a little less alone in their struggle too. So let’s do it. Mental Health Monday! HERE WE GO!!
It’s no surprise that I struggle with mental health issues. I’m very open about it. I’ve been criticized for being so open it about it, which I think is asinine but….people and their opinions, ya know?
Why am I so open about it all? A few reasons:
I used to cry a lot. I still do, but I used to too [we can still joke while talking about serious stuff, promise!] Growing up I was the MOST sensitive child. I was raised on tough love. I was instructed to leave and stop crying before I came back. I can’t tell you how many combined hours I spent alone in a room, trying to make the tears stop and becoming increasingly frustrated that they wouldn’t. I felt so broken, but wasn’t taught how to identify or verbalize that. Instead of learning to accept the bad feelings, they grew more intense each time I shoved them further down, multiplying exponentially until my late 20s. Happy 26th birthday, here’s a big ole box of anxiety and some depression to go with it! I am forever jealous of this generation growing up with emotional intelligence and self-care as buzzwords. If I can help just a few people realize that ALL of their feelings are FOREVER valid? That’s all I need.
It helps me. When my mind is racing and feelings are being felt, it’s extremely hard to verbalize what is happening. After it passes and I’m feeling on the upswing, sitting down and typing it out helps clarify the why of it all. It helps me see patterns, and how I can improve my reactions for next time.
Because there is still soooooooooooooo much stigma!! Being sad isn’t okay! Why not? Why are some feelings more valid than others? They’re all important and play a role in our lives, but we spend so much time squashing them instead of learning from them. I will 100% admit I am guilty of doing things to perpetuate the stigma. It’s something that is deeply ingrained and hides in tiny corners of our world, and our brains. Brian does a great job of calling me out when I’m being insensitive to his depression. It’s so tough to be able to believe in something you can’t see, even if it’s in your own brain. We can always do and try better.
Okay! I’ll see you here next Monday!! I would love to hear about topics you’re interested in. I have so much running through my head (always) that I cannot wait to cover!
See ya in a week!