Through my years of traveling with post traumatic stress disorder and major depression, I wrote a lot of journal entries. Each word represented an aspect of my life at that time. I kept one of those journals, and, on occasion, I like to open it up and remind myself how far I have come. The journals were beneficial in my life during my travels with PTSD and depression because they helped me to see the various aspects that triggered worse outcomes or made them better.
Mental Illness. Two words. Many assumptions. Two words, synonymous with guilt, shame and stigma. Two words, misunderstood. Two words, silenced. That is why I am here today to speak to this silence. I am here to share my story. By adding this story to the collage created by many, I aim to change perceptions and create awareness.
Being open about mental health is hard enough when you are doing it to your dog, let alone to your boss or client. But, as my daughter can attest, you spend more time with the people you work with than you do your own kid. And there, for the obvious reasons, is where most people try to keep their mental health a secret.
We are in a crisis. At the root of the chaos going on in the world, is the fact that we don’t know how to listen to one another. If we start actively listening, then the tragedies will subside.
We can literally save lives just by listening. Please share. #Itonlytakesamoment to listen.