It’s like being on a roller coaster. One minute you’re coasting along at a nice speed enjoying the ride and then BAM! You’re up, down, left, right all over the place. You struggle to catch your breath, your heart rate accelerates and then finally the ride is over and you feel deflated.
That’s me… everyday. Something good will happen, I’ll find the negative and the happy feelings go away. I was officially diagnosed with depression and anxiety in October 2016 after struggling from the age of 14. Unfortunately the support was never there and after years of considering suicide and living in a bubble I managed to get the help needed. It took me 9 years to finally find the courage to go to the doctors and ask for help. In the past 2 years I’ve tried four different medications, seen a Councillor and created my own mental health instagram page where I openly talk about my day to day dealings with mental health.
When people ask me about my mental health my response is always the same, my brain doesn’t work. I am not this way because I am crazy or dramatic, I didn’t just have the one bad day and now I feel sorry for myself. A part of my brain is broken, and because of this my behavior and ways of dealing with certain situations may not be the same as other people. However this doesn’t mean I am useless, my brain can be fixed with medication, counseling and a lot of self love. I am no different from anyone else and shouldn’t be treated as such. At the end of that dark tunnel is a lot of light, and you just need to keep on walking until you get there.
We are all a little broken. But last time I checked, broken crayons still colour the same. – Trent Shelton
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