Mental illness is incredibly personal. Why? Because we choose to make it so. It is conspicuous by it’s absence in normal day-to-day conversation. It is still shrouded in secrecy and silence. Fear, ignorance and prejudice still rule. Yes, even today.
Our struggles are our own – or at least that’s the way it feels. We try to fight back alone, because, after all, we know best and in whom can we safely entrust our secrets to without fear of judgement?
And yet, in spite of all this, our struggles can be incredibly similar. Life is difficult, and sometimes we crack and buckle and make a mistake, but what’s so bad about that?
We’ve all had these experiences, which means we can relate to and understand what one another feels. Yet we choose not to exploit that shared wealth of knowledge and compassion. We need to make conversation of our mental health common place. Only then will we diminish the stigma unfairly associated with it.