Two years ago I went through a period of time where I lived with mental illness. I had lost my car, and depression took over my life. I ended up on a walk that was to result on the Lion’s Gate Bridge where I would end my life. By some miracle, I fought the thoughts and sought support. I became better, and the illness started to have less of a grip on me.
As of last week, I started my first counseling session and will continue until I speak kinder to myself and believe in my worth; until I learn how to better cope with the fears and anxiety that overcomes me during trying times.
Mental health is just as important as our physical health. Our attitudes in regards to mental health needs to be of compassion, support and openness. Let’s not look down and let’s not silence those who are affected by mental illness.