There is an ache within my soul that is unceasing. It’s nestled, no bigger than a fist, in the center of my chest where each side of my rib cage meets. No manner of deep breathing, Zen study or psychological analysis can lessen its chronic throb. No mantra, no medication, no light-hearted comedy can erode its compressed sorrow. It is a black hole.
Walking out those doors was terrifying and liberating all at the same time. I had been discharged from an inpatient unit after weeks of stabilization. I was free to make my own choices and flush my own toilet! While, I was also terrified of losing the stability that I had missed from treatment. I did not want to relapse, not again.
My name is Sacha and I have something to confess. I have anxiety. Terrible anxiety. I have had it for as long as I can remember. I am twenty-four years old and my anxiety hasn’t gotten any better. If anything, my anxiety has gotten worse.
Why did I write it? Because, I was angry, which in turn made me feel completely guilty. I understood what was going on. Thus, I wrote the post, “The Anger at Someone with Mental Illness No One Talks About,” because I felt like I was a horrible hypocrite.
Back to School has come and gone. Social media feeds were filled with photos of happy, well-dressed kids. Parents and kids alike were proud and excited, about new beginnings, fresh starts– it was breathtaking and beautiful. It can also be bittersweet if your child suffers from anxiety.
I can’t remember the first time I felt depressed. It started with bouts of crying. There was no end to it. I felt sad all the time. After a specifically bad period of two weeks of non stop crying, I went to the doctor.
Mental health is something that I am extremely passionate about. Over the past 8-10 years I've suffered from depression, anxiety, panic attacks, and an eating disorder. I've been seen by multiple doctors on the subject of my mental health.
Is it okay to be angry at someone who struggles with mental illness? It’s a feeling of deep hurt that twists my stomach into knots. I give everything I can and feel that I get nothing in return. All I want is a connection, reliability, and for them not to be a downer all the time! I miss the person I use to know so well!
I'm not ready to accept my body. Even so, I am willing to do one thing different today to take a step in the right direction towards a more positive body image. So, I put together ten of the best body image quotes to remind me during the difficult times, like today, why finding self-love is worth it.
A spoof of The Screwtape Letters that accurately sums up an eating disorder — and the complex conflict of living with it...
Every single day I check my social media. Yes, I'm a bit obsessed. Between seeing what all my friends are up to I read, "Murder!" "Terrorist attacks!" "Shooting!" "Death!" I feel my heart racing. Every single day something horrible is happening somewhere in the world and that terrifies me! I get scared to even check... Continue Reading →
When my husband and I were first married he got called to be the ward mission leader and I as one of his ward missionaries. I remember turning to my husband and saying that I had no clue what I was doing and nothing seemed to work. After talking to my husband I realized that... Continue Reading →
I was diagnosed with Anxiety and Depression at the age of 20, after a bad time in my life, where I hurt myself and tried to take my own life, I spoke to a friend about what I was going through and they convinced me to go to the doctor.
I felt unbearably claustrophobic even though I was sitting alone in a dark room. My breathing was faster than normal with quick short breaths over and over, never taking in enough air. Exhaustion filled every part of my body and I knew that no amount of sleep would make it go away. My life had... Continue Reading →
I have known for years that I struggle with depression, but it is still hard to believe. I never wanted this. Growing up I was negatively affected by people with depression. I told myself that I would never be like them so as not to also hurt those around me. Like most people, I... Continue Reading →
"What size dress do you want?" the lady asked me from behind the counter. Don't have a panic attack, don't have a panic attack, I kept thinking to myself as I replied, "I don't know. What sizes do you have?" The lady went on to explain all the different sizes that they offered while I... Continue Reading →
Despite my depression I have always thought of myself as an optimistic person, until the day my therapist told me to stop...
I woke up this morning feeling overwhelmed and anxious. I couldn't calm myself down and started feeling shameful and guilty. I've been so tired from a week of bad sleep that I just felt so physically and emotionally exhausted. No matter how much I tried I couldn't get myself out of bed. I ended up... Continue Reading →