I refrained from posting yesterday about mental health, guess I am not too comfortable with #bellletstalk putting its stamp all over our awareness.
Did you know that BELL makes it hugely difficult for incarcerated people to call, and to talk with, their families? Making loved ones rack up colossal phone bills...not cool.
Also mental health is not a one day thing, it’s an everyday struggle for many.
With that said, I am so glad folks are talking.
As a teenager in the 80’s these conversations were hard to come by.
During those years I experienced intense panic attacks on a regular basis. I had no idea what they were for five years until finally reading an article about them in the newspaper.
Till that point I had felt out of control and utterly alone. But reading other people’s experiences with this thing called panic disorder that afternoon changed everything. No I wasn’t the only one, and yes our minds can get sick.
Panic attacks, anxiety, depression, knowing about it, talking about it, and receiving cognitive behavioural therapy would have been a big help to me back then. Perhaps my recovery would have been a heck-of-a-lot swifter.
This photo is from several years ago in my early 40’s when I was knee deep in the ‘sandwich generation’ caring for my young kids and simultaneously caring for both my non ambulatory parents living with dementia.
Did anxiety & panic make a comeback - you betcha!
Did I ask for help - nope. Should I have? Oh Hell YES!
Being human is such a wild, beautiful adventure and I most certainly have zero time for stigmas and am raising my girls not to either.
So, REMINDER to self - it’s OK to ask for help...in fact it’s a really, really great idea. 💡
(thanks to Katia Taylor Photography - Toronto Wedding & Portrait Photographer for the impromptu capture of my loves)