Mental Health, everyone by definition has it. Your brain is an organ. Just like your heart. Yet we talk about heart conditions. We actively from a young age take care of our hearts by exercise. We are bombarded with adverts for healthy lifestyles from trainers to healthy cholesterol butter. When was the last time you saw an advert about mental health?
We all have mental health. That doesn’t mean we all have to have a mental illness. By looking after your mental health you can reduce (not eliminate) the chances of mental illness. What is a mental illness? It’s not what people often think. Yes it can result in being in an institution, but chances are it’s happening to one of the four people you last spoke to. Yes, really. One in Four. You won’t see it though. It’s invisible to many. It’s not like a broken bone with a visible cast and prescribed medications, with a clear reason for the cause, easy diagnosis and treatment plan. Mental illnesses vary from person to person. What caused my depression, may not have caused it in someone else. They could have had a similar chain of events and not suffered. It’s fascinating and terrifying at the same time. We know how to get the human race into space, yet we don’t really know how our brains work.
It’s Mental Health Awareness Week. I love the fact its Mental Health not Mental Illness week. Yes, I think everyone should be more aware of the mental health conditions and what they are from Schizophrenia to depression to PTSD to anxiety. Having a week dedicated to all things Mental Health is a huge step forward. The amount it has been posted on social media is partly ironic (a huge personal trigger for my depression) but also shows how far society has come in the discussions and stigma surrounding Mental Health.
The below minute was broadcast on 15th May, on radio stations across the UK. It was the #MentalHealthMinute. Not the best advertised, but hopefully in years to come it will gain momentum. There is definitely a few recognisable voices and I love the message.
I could go on for ages about this topic, it’s close to my heart. I am proud to have ran a monthly discussion in my workplace for the past two years. I am proud to admit, It’s Okay to Not be Okay. I will be the first to admit to having made friends with the black dog. I am also happy to talk, or listen to anyone who needs it.