Back when I started my blog I wrote a little about my mental health issues. Something I still battle with daily and one of the reasons my blog is named as it is. If you follow me on twitter you might have noticed I have been having a bad time with anxiety of late and I have just wanted to run away from my own body, get away from the heart pumping, screaming anxiety that is raging on with no rhyme or reason inside me. So what better time to revisit the subject.
My problems started as an early teen, I remember ‘depression' being thrown around by my peers as a way to describe a bad day so I never really got my head around what they were saying was wrong with me – was I just having a bad day / month or year – why didn't it get better as it seemed to with everyone else?
Then of course there was the way some people thought of you I was everything from contagious, to making it up or attention seeking and those were the ‘kind' ones, others decided I was a drug dealer and prostitute and that's why I was missing school rather than the reality of me just being in hospital. At the time it hurt, now I realise they didn't understand and sadly that is still a huge problem, we just don't talk about it – it's a taboo – it's something to be afraid of.
Slowly though things are changing, the media do speak about it more often than even just a few years ago and with people such as Stephen Fry and Alastair Campbell openly talking about their personal experiences people are becoming more aware.
I think if I could talk to people about it the main thing I would want them to know is – please don't treat us differently, don't be afraid to say hello – ask how we are or just tell us a joke. We are just human like everyone else, our emotions and brain are just having a bit of trouble working everything out.
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