Let me just put it out there: since I was young, my mental health has been a struggle. I’ve been in a constant state of worry and anxiousness since I was in middle school, and I finally decided to do something about it after almost a decade.
Anxiety and depression are both pretty prevalent in my family, so it was no shock that my sister and I inherited both. My anxiety shows in my lack of patience for those around me, and my paranoia of the worst possible situation occurring. I would have anxiety attacks while home alone because I was convinced that someone was going to break into my house. I can’t take a compliment for crap because I sincerely think the compliment is a lie, and that the person giving the compliment is purposefully hiding the truth. Those little things, along with being irritated with those around me constantly, have chipped away at my brain for the past nine years.
I’ve been to two therapists in my life, and walked away feeling the same as before. Don’t get me wrong, talking about your issues is powerful, but my problems ran deeper than that. I feel like I have that “chemical imbalance” that can only be helped by medication. And since I dabbled in other options, including recreational marijuana use that turned into a crutch, I finally talked to my doctor about medication. And while I’m still in the early stages of my medication, I have hope that I will get some relief from my demons.
For those who are struggling with their mental health, you’re not alone. Don’t be afraid to reach out and ask for help. We as a society have always brushed mental illnesses under the rug, but you owe it to yourself and those around you to get help. Whether it be therapy, medication, or even meditation, there are options for nearly everybody. We are meant to be more than our mental illnesses, don’t let them swallow you whole.
National Suicide Prevention Lifeline: 1-800-273-8255