Today feels like…

The kind of day that I need to be real. Uninhibited. Unashamed. Unfiltered.

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I am suffering from mental illness.

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That being said, to the world, is a very scary thing because of the stigma that surrounds the term “mental illness”. How is it different than the disease that affects my body and deteriorates my muscles?

I have recently learned that I have depression… and other things.

(Stay tuned for more next week.)

I know I’m not alone in this, and I’m taking steps to help myself. I’ve opened up to loved ones about this, along with how I’m feeling day to day. I’m a very sensitive person and have been often told that is a flaw, that I shouldn’t be so emotional, and that I care too much.

You know what? I am pushing all the negative comments aside, and I am learning how to view these attributes as positives.

I am grateful that I care for people and have passions for things other than myself. That being said, however, there are also times that I don’t care about anything. My mind is filled with every negative thing (lies) that I have been told plus some. It’s really debilitating and has taken me to some really dark places, physically, emotionally, and mentally.

I am venturing out with friends, and I am involved in more things for my fun-o-meter than I have been in a long time. My mind isn’t filled with obligations to make myself worthy or deserve things. I went so long thinking that I had to keep my head down and do what I was “supposed to do” in order to deserve to be happy. By who’s standards? I have no idea. I am shedding the skin of the insecure little girl and blossoming in to a confident woman who, honestly, doesn’t give a dang what you think.

Give me YOUR story in the comments below! Have you ever battled with a mental illness or depression?