Hi friends! It's the blog you've all been waiting for. I promised to write part two of my journey seeking help for my mental illness, and here it is. If you missed part one, here it is. Warning: there are descriptions of self harm in this blog. Previously on the mental illness diaries~ I left off the last blog saying that I didn't seek help again for my mental health issues for aboooout another two years. During that two years, my mental illness didn't just lie dormant - it probably got much much worse (aka it did get worse, I know it did, you know it did, we all know it did). Things got worse - and that's not to say that I didn't have good and happy times too, because I did. I had some wonderful times, but I also had a lot of times where things were just really bleak and I didn't want to exist.
Read MoreLast week, I did something HISTORICAL. I went to Headspace - I made an appointment and I followed through and I for one am absolutely shocked. For those who've stuck around as my friend for a while, you might already know that over the last 6~ish years of diagnosed depression/anxiety, I have tried like........ very many times to start seeing a psychologist and only once made it to the stage of actually seeing a psychologist. I try really hard to be open about my mental illness and my experiences dealing with it, but I don't think I've ever really documented it beyond a vague post here or there. I was going to write this all up as one post but it's becoming way too long so I'm going to break it up into parts. This is part 1.
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