Today’s the Mental Health Month Blog Party and I can never resist a good party 😀 So…yeah. Mental health is highly underrated, I think. As are mental health professionals and psychotropic medications.
So if you know me at all, you probably know I have panic disorder with a side helping of social phobia thrown in just for fun. And then there was the postpartum anxiety. Whee.
You may or may not know that if it were not for the help of several mental health professionals (a psychologist, two separate psychiatrists, and briefly a clinical social worker), I doubt very much that I would still be alive.
Today I want to celebrate the fact that I got the help I needed, which has included talk therapy, two selective serotonin reuptake inhibitors, and two benzodiazepenes. And because I got that help, I’m here to sit on my couch and listen to my children roughhousing with their father in the other room.
It can be incredibly difficult to admit you need help and for some people (like me) there’s an idea that if you need medication you’re “weak”. That you should be able to overcome depression by “cheering up” or overcoming anxiety by “not worrying so much.” Believe me, if it was that easy, everyone would do it 😉
Some people need therapy to change the way they think about their problems, some need medicine, and some need both. There’s nothing to be ashamed of. The analogy I’ve seen is to diabetes. Nobody thinks twice about getting help in lifestyle changes or medication for diabetes, so why should a malfunctioning brain be any different?
If you need help…get it. Don’t waste your life being too depressed or manic or anxious to really live.