People call me a badass. I don’t know why. I’ve never done a badass thing in my life. I’ve done some stupid things. Ok, A LOT of stupid things, but never a badass thing. Recently I’ve been told I am brave. Brave for being open about my mental illness. I wouldn’t call it brave. Honest, yes, brave, no. It’s through my honesty that I am healing myself. It’s selfish really. I’m not doing it for anyone else. It’s my well being I’m thinking of.
I had no choice. Hiding how I felt and what I was going through wasn’t working. That doesn’t mean I wasn’t afraid to open up. Some people knew, but now I was going to let the world know. What would the reaction be?
Right now approximately 450 million people suffer from mental health conditions. Most of them never receive any form of care. Why?
It’s the biggest barrier to mental health care.
Crazy, weird, unstable. These are just a few of the terms still used. Society is still uneducated and ill informed when it comes to mental health issues. It’s no wonder why those who suffer are afraid to get help. Admitting to having a mental illness might cost you your job! That is the sad reality.
I’m lucky. My workplace has just accepted it as part of who I am. If I’m having a bad day I tell them. We figure it out.
I believe everyone should be so fortunate.
And so I’m going to talk about mental health and mental illness. A lot.
It’s time to remove the stigma.
It’s not a badass move on my part. It’s still a selfish one. Why? Because I don’t want to live in a world where I’m looked down upon for having something I didn’t ask for. I don’t want that world for anyone.