Breaking the Stigma: A Personal Journey with Mental Illness
This is about my personal battle with depression and other mental illnesses. I was 18 years old on the day I received my diagnosis, and I still vividly recall sitting in a small office with a therapist I had never met before. Although I was terrified, I was relieved to finally have an explanation for why I had been feeling the way I had. I had always heard the term "depression" used casually, but I was unaware of its weight. I detested being "that person" with mental illness. I didn't want to come across as stupid or weak. That day marked the beginning of my mental illness journey. It was a journey that would not only take me through the darkest hours of my despair but would also instruct me on the significance of eradicating the stigma associated with mental illness, as well as the significance of coping strategies, advocacy, and support.
It seems like yesterday that I was given a mental illness diagnosis. I was sitting in a small office with a therapist I had never met before on a cold, gloomy morning. I had been experiencing symptoms for months when I was 18 years old, but I had no idea that they would lead to this point. The words that would forever alter my life were said as the therapist looked at me with pity and concern: You're depressed.
I felt a variety of emotions at that very moment. Although I was terrified, I was relieved to finally have an explanation for why I had been feeling the way I had. I had always heard the term "depression" used casually, but I was unaware of its weight. I detested being "that person" with mental illness. I didn't want to come across as stupid or weak.
That day marked the beginning of my mental illness journey. It was a journey that would not only take me to the depths of despair but also teach me how crucial it is to end the stigma associated with mental illness.
I didn't tell anyone about my diagnosis when I first got it. Too worried about what they would think of me. I was worried that I would be pity or judged. I feared that others would perceive me differently. The stigma bothered me.
For a long time, I kept my diagnosis a secret, but it soon became clear that I couldn't keep it a secret forever. I was unable to carry on with my daily activities because my symptoms were getting worse. I was constantly exhausted, missed school and work, and struggled to get out of bed in the morning. I realized that I required assistance, which required me to disclose my mental illness to others.
My best friend was the first person I told. As I told her about my diagnosis, I remember sitting on her couch with tears streaming down my face. She looked at me with love and concern, instead of judging me or thinking less of me. She gave me a big hug and assured me that she would always be there for me.
That's when I realized that mental illness stigma wasn't as bad as I thought. There were, without a doubt, those who would judge and portray those with mental illness in negative ways, but there were also those who would offer support and comprehend.
I gradually increased the number of people who knew about my mental illness. I informed my classmates, coworkers, and family. The majority of people were understanding and supportive, which surprised me. They offered their love and support and inquired about ways to assist.
I also began to advocate for mental health as I began to talk more about my mental illness. I came to the realization that I could help break the stigma associated with mental illness and raise awareness of the significance of mental health by sharing my story. I started going to rallies and events for mental health, and I started posting about my experience on social media. I wanted people to know that it was okay to talk about mental illness and that they were not alone.
The significance of coping mechanisms was one of the most important lessons I gained throughout my battle with mental illness. I had to learn how to take care of myself and manage my symptoms. I began taking medication and going to therapy, but I also found other ways to cope. I began journaling, exercising, and meditating. A lifesaver came in the form of a mental health support group that I discovered.
I discovered that I was able to manage my symptoms and live a fulfilling life by employing various coping strategies. I was able to go back to school and get a degree, I was able to find work and build a career, and I was able to build a life that I had never imagined was possible.
I've come a long way since my diagnosis a few years ago. Even though I still struggle from time to time, I've learned how to control my mental illness and live a fulfilling life. I've also learned how crucial support is and how it can make a world of difference. I've found a community of people who understand what I'm going through and have surrounded myself with friends and family who love and support me.
I am proud to have been a part of the journey toward eradicating mental illness's stigma. I hope to educate others and demonstrate that it is possible to live a fulfilling life with mental illness by sharing my personal story. I hope to assist others who are struggling by speaking out and advocating for mental health.
In conclusion, mental illness is a condition that necessitates support, care, and attention and is not something to be ashamed of. Keep in mind that every journey, coping strategy, and support network is unique to each individual. Take care of yourself and surround yourself with people who will encourage and not criticize you are essential. We can make a society that is more understanding and supportive of people with mental illness by breaking the stigma and spreading awareness.

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Courtanae Heslop
Courtanae Heslop is a multi-genre writer and business owner.


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