I’ve been enouraged recently by my cousin-in-law Carolyn, who’s started a blog about mental health. I think it’s important that we talk about mental health because if we’re secretive about it we all remain isolated in our struggles. For a long time our society maintained a cone of silence around mental health, which meant that struggles were seen as unusual and shameful.
When I was 16 I was prescribed antidepressant medication. I was advised not to talk about this at the time because I might be stigmatised. I chose to talk about it anyway. I’m glad I did. There were a couple of people at school who made fun of me, but mostly people were just concerned or were amazed to know that the illness existed.
I wasn’t medicated for very long, but it helped me to get going again. Afterwards I was able to keep an eye on my mental health a lot better.
As an adult I went to see a counsellor for a while. We were able to look into what was behind all this. I found that really helpful. It’s made me more aware of how my mind works and how I can look after my mind.
Looking after my mental health is something I still need to be aware of. Things can go bad if I’m not careful, or if I feel like things in my life are out of control or like I have no opportunity to contribute my work.
I might post more about this in future.