A support page for peeps living with Bipolar Disorder, Brain fog, Anxiety & Depression by a Melbourne gal who has been battling these demons for 40 years. The more we talk about our "invisible" struggles, the more the stigmas will lift. They have to…………….. don't they? PLEASE SHARE MY BLOG, ADD YOUR COMMENTS & TELL US YOUR STORY..
I had a conversation with a friend a few days ago. She’s an arty gal by nature and is the most talented person I know. She’s a creator: always drawing or painting. Over the years her masterpieces have included works of leadlight, canvas, yarn. But she is now a mother. She doesn’t have time to “just be” like she used to so her art needs to be scheduled in like a chore. Her ideas don’t have the chance to evolve naturally. There is no free-flow. Needless to say she is finding life a little bit hard at the moment.
I asked her if she had sought help. You know what she said?
“Oh there are worse people off that me. I’ll be fine”
This is a reaction I seem to get from most people who are struggling with their mental health. In our society we are constantly comparing ourselves to others. We tell ourselves that we don’t care what other people think when all the while we’re judging that “weirdo” on the bus. Beauty is only skin deep but “did you see that arse on that woman in the leggings?” We look after ourselves – eat the right foods, do a bit of exercise, nurture our bodies. But as soon as we’re not coping, we begin to compare and belittle our own struggles.
How about we start thinking about our lives a little differently? Let me put it this way… Say you had a friend with a broken leg. Not a severe bone-sticking-outta-the-skin kinda break but bad enough that he needed a trip to the hospital. Probably a plaster cast and six weeks on crutches.
Now imagine you have another friend. This friend has just found out she has terminal cancer. She had another 40 years in front of her that has now diminished to maybe 40 days at best.
Should the person with the broken leg just “suck it up” and not get treatment because he doesn’t have cancer? Of course not, that’s ridiculous. But when we pooh-pooh our own problems because there is someone worse off that’s precisely what we are doing.
I did exactly that for over 10 years. I tried to look on the bright side and be thankful for everything I did have rather than the mental clarity I was lacking. I attempted to deal with my depression and anxiety on my own. I let the demons take over until I was a blubbering mess. Please guys, don’t let it get to that! Don’t wait until you have an outburst at work. Or til you’ve ruined your marriage or resorted to violence. Don’t belittle your condition because it’s not bad enough to other people. Only you can look after your brain, your thoughts.
Only you are in charge of your life – and you only have one.