depression
It is not just a matter of feeling sad; discover an honest view of the mental, emotional and physical toll of clinical depression.
Goodbye Letter
I lived in Ontario in a very toxic environment. A dark cloud constantly loomed over my family’s house. I never felt loved growing up and it has affected my relationships today with my immediate family. After being emotionally abused basically my entire life, I created a noose in my closet September of 2018. I really could not live anymore and I so badly wanted all the pain to be gone. I couldn’t deal with life every day anymore. It was so exhausting and far too difficult. I wasn’t even living my life; I was just existing. I didn’t see the point of staying anymore.
By K.J. Delmont6 years ago in Psyche
Why Suicide Could be Seen as the Ultimate Self Sacrifice
This is me and my mom. In this photo she is very sick. But she doesn't look it right? That's the beauty of photos, they're a nano second of a moment in time. And that's also the bitch about mental health...you can't see it. I don't think even I wanted to know, or realize, just HOW sick she was here. She hid it well. Especially at this stage. Because this was after about ten years of sheer horror. She was so ashamed and guilty to show the true depths of the pain of she was dealing with.
By ashley sirianni6 years ago in Psyche
Day 1: Sundays Suck When You Are Depressed
I've been wanting to start a blog about my mental wellness journey and seeing an ad for this site seemed like a sign that it was beyond time to start it. You have already missed so many fun times. Not really but a lot of stuff that I feel like is important to share and shed light on. Seeing as I have not been able to get out of bed yet, I'll start this one with a little background.
By Ashley Berryhill6 years ago in Psyche
Self Awareness and Depression
As we get older and start racking up life experiences, we tend to lose sight of our true selves. Our innocence and self love can either get washed away in an instance by one terrifying event, or over the course of years of non-stop second guessing the choices we make each day.
By Anna Jordan Medina6 years ago in Psyche
Fear & Isolation
I’m sat in front of the computer with a list of job application waiting to be finished off and sent out, and yet I can’t bring my self to finish them off for something is holding me back. It's something that spins me out and spirals me into a deep depression to which I seek out comfort food to make me feel better.
By Sean Checkley6 years ago in Psyche
Mental Growth
“When ‘I’ is replaced with ‘We’, Illness becomes Wellness” – Malcom X In April I posted a blog titled, Living with a Mind That Wants to Die and a Body That's Fighting to Stay Alive. I had a lot of mixed emotions, as that was the first blog that I had shared that was so raw and vulnerable. I figured that now that it’s been over six months since I posted that blog and that I’ve have grown so much mentally since then, I thought that I would give a little update from April to now.
By Abbey Smith6 years ago in Psyche
We Need to Talk... Postpartum Depression
When people imagine postpartum depression, they automatically think of all the horror stories such as mothers murdering, abusing, or neglecting their children. There’s a stereotype around postpartum depression. Women who suffer from this are afraid to speak out for fear they’ll be labeled mentally ill or be accused of hurting or mistreating their child—when that’s not the case at all. In fact, 40% of moms do not get help for their PPD. I’m here to share my story with you, and shed some light on this matter and show that PPD is very real, very scary, and doesn’t make me—or anyone suffering—a bad person.
By Savana Verret6 years ago in Psyche
To All the Girls Who Think They Are Misunderstood
Sometimes I feel like I was born to be misunderstood. Not many people get how I can be someone who deals with anxiety, depression, or even self confidence and body image issues. Someone like me who’s always the loudest in the room (or tries to be), someone like me who lives to make other people laugh, or feels the utmost happiest when the people around her are happy. You can meet me on the street and never be able to tell that I battle with inner demons every single day. I think a lot of people feel unwanted in their every day life but don’t understand why or thinks that nobody else would understand it. Well, I do.
By Amanda Gabrielle6 years ago in Psyche
It’s Never Mentioned or Talked About
MENTAL HEALTH: “A Person’s condition with regard to their psychological and emotional well-being.”—Google Often times in African Americans or Black peoples households, mental health is overlooked. Many dare not to bring the topic up because of how the family members will react. It’s seen as a joke and therefore swept under the rug. A few years back I experienced this. I was going through a lot at the time with my family. I was suffering from depression and had absolutely no one to talk to. I was trying to act normal like everything was okay. Deep down I knew it wasn’t. I started only going to school when I felt like it and wasn’t eating for days sometimes a week at a time. I noticed that I had become extremely isolated and rarely left my bed. I would spend hours upon hours sleeping. Not binge eating, not working out, not cleaning, not watching tv, not dancing. Just sleeping. My first love is cheerleading, always has and always will be. I stopped cheering and dancing instead stayed home and cried. I had no one to talk to. I was emotionally, mentally, and physically tired. I couldn’t express how I felt to anyone. At first I thought it was temporary but it wasn’t. My family completely ignored the fact that maybe I was struggling after everything that had happened. I was looked down on like I was a burden to all of them. I never mentioned depression to them because it would’ve been looked at as an excuse. No one in my family has ever mentioned depression until recently but, still no one takes it seriously. I lost hope and faith in myself. I was completely crushed. When I was finally able to get out of the situation and start recovering I felt ready. I had spent months in this sickening mindset and was ready to get out and escape. So when I got the chance I hit the ground running. I started focusing on me and my well being. Picked up my weight a little bit and getting back active. At first it was hard, when I started back cheering I would run half a mile and start seeing colors. I was dehydrated and still barely eating so I always felt like I was gonna faint. That’s when I started noticing how much it had effected my body, not just mentally but physically. I kept pushing myself to just keep going every day. Now almost a year and a half later I’m still recovering. Many times I think back to those days and just say thank you. I’m honestly so glad that I’m not in that predicament anymore. I was so broken and I’m now working on myself. Really putting the pieces back together. Depression and overall mental health is the conversation that no one is ready to have but everyone NEEDS to have. It’s very real and needs more attention in Black households. I don’t know if it’s the pride or whatever else but, it’s needs to be talked about. Stop calling us crazy when we say something about it. It’s very real and very much so a problem. The symptoms or signs aren’t always gonna be the ones you see in the videos or on tv. Just because you can’t always see it doesn’t mean someone’s not suffering from it. But then again, it’s the conversation we aren’t ready to have. —Leah Symona
By Leah Symona6 years ago in Psyche
