When I was a young mom with two kids I felt completely overwhelmed all the time. Not the normal exhausted and frazzled kind of overwhelmed, but the bawling my eyes out in the middle of the night, kind of overwhelmed.
Mental illness makes us uncomfortable, it makes the people it affects uncomfortable. It’s surrounded in silence and misunderstanding and embarrassment and shame. More often than not, our first reaction to hearing that someone is suffering from mental illness is to ignore the issue. But it doesn’t have to be that way.
The short answer: When they need it. The long answer: It took me years of struggling with anxiety, depression, OCD, and ADHD to finally realize I needed help. I had no idea the way I was feeling wasn’t normal. Nor was it necessary. I was terrified to take medication to help me because all […]