Mental Health is a subject I hold dear to my heart as well strongly advocate for. In honor of Mental Health Awareness Month, I will share my personal experiences with mental health. Hopefully after reading this, I can make others feel comfortable and have a better outlook on what life has to offer.
At the age of 13 I was diagnosed with PTSD, Depression, an anxiety. The three musketeers that have caused havoc time to time in throughout my life. I have dealt with the suicidal thoughts, self-harm, relapsing and poor coping habits. The constant feeling of unworthiness, overwhelming sadness, along with overthinking. I have been at the lowest points time and time again, yet every time I get back up. You want to know why? It is because I know there is more out there for me. I know that I am not going to let my demons control me. I finally decided to get help because I know that I have family and friends who love and care about me.
I also had to learn that I am love too. I learned that I will have those ups and downs, but I know that the good will always outweigh the bad. I am more opened to talk to someone when I feel I am not in a good place. I am 20 years old and I still deal with depressive episodes and anxiety attacks. I could give you advice that you have heard already, but I am not going to. I cannot stress enough the importance of talking to someone whether it be a parent, close friend, or even a journal. Just please let out whatever emotions you feel. Lastly, I want you to say “I am love, I am enough, I have purpose” three times in the mirror every day.