A quick PSA about mental health 👏✨
It is such a privilege to access the opinion of a professional healthcare provider. Did you know that there are millions (yes, MILLIONS) of human beings that live their entire lives without receiving a formal mental health diagnosis from a healthcare provider? The reasons are numerous, including but not limited to the inability to access healthcare (financial, geographical, classist reasons applying), resistance to the Western approach of health=medication(s), and the deep stigma that surrounds those with mental health conditions.
Another reason I’ve been exploring a lot in my own life lately is how the binary poisons our access to the medicine of mental health. The binary preaches that our mental health is linear, that we can either be “sick” or “well” and nothing in between, and that mental health is something that can only be bought at the highest price. The binary also sustains the notion that you can only talk about your mental health if you have a diagnosis from a professional (and you need to shut up about it if that’s not the case).
Regardless of where you are on the spectrum, your mental health has the right to take up more space in your life. If you have ever been curious as to what a formal diagnosis would look like for you, then I would highly recommend creating a plan to invest in a professional’s help if you are able. It took me 27 years to take myself to a professional and get a diagnosis, but up until that point, I never felt I had the right to acknowledge it due to the intense fear and pain I felt towards it.
The more we #dothework of lifting the stigmas away from mental health, the more accessible it can become for all.
I had stormed out
in trying to contain myself
from becoming what we
never wanted us to be
Furious, I channeled myself
into anything that could make you mad
I smoked the nastiest cigarettes
spilled over the cheapest wine
and drugged the hell out of myself
And then when it seemed
like there was nothing more left for the night
except heading home
I decided I wouldn’t
The next 6 months
I went street to street
making a misery of myself
Until one day when I decided
to return so that you could now see
what a mess you had made of me
Only that I never returned to you
And now every night
as I clutch your pillow
and howl myself to sleep
I wonder if you came after me
when I had stormed out
And each time I find myself
mumbling a yes
I die a thousand times over
to claw my way back to you.
Shared by Animesh Ganguly (@penningdownthemind)