May is Mental Health Awareness Month.
As everyone knows, mental health is something I will never stop talking about. Something I will never stop advocating for and fighting for. Mental health is just as important as physical health.
I started my “official” mental health journal when I was 13, but I believe I was already into my journey long before then.
I don’t think mental health should be seen as having an issue or having something wrong with you. Honestly, you have to fight a battle with yourself every damn day and if you can do that, if you can wake up everyday knowing that you have to fight again, you’re a damn warrior and I’m so proud of you.
I get so livid when people don’t take mental health seriously… if you break your arm you get a cast and medicine and sympathy. But, when something is going on chemically in your brain, because no one can see it, no one cares. And more times than not you are judged when trying to speak up about it, trying to open yourself up to let people in. People tend to look down on those that take medication for mental health reasons, but those same people wouldn’t blink an eye if someone was taking medicine for a cold…. It’s no different.
Some people suffer in silence because of the fear of judgment or shame and that’s so heartbreaking.
I’ve been reading this new book, I’ve been learning a lot, but I wanted to share a small piece: “what I failed to realize at the time is that when we try to resist feeling something painful, we often protract the very pain we’re trying to avoid.”
Let’s all try to be kinder humans to each other. We’re all fighting battles that we don’t discuss… We should all feel proud of ourselves for making it to where we are now. Even if it’s not where you thought you were going to be, you’re here. You’re alive. You’re doing the damn thing.
We got this babes,