Another Little Rant: Mental Illnesses
So for anyone who may or may not see this my name is Carly and I suffer from anxiety and panic attacks. For anyone who does not know what anxiety is, it is the worry or fear of something that has not happened yet. And a panic attack is what seems to be random bursts of fear and panic that vary in severity from person to person.
Since this past Summer I have battled this illness and I have discovered various things:
1: Mental Illnesses (at least anxiety) are not treated the same way a disease that you would go to the hospital for straight away for and family and friends would bring you flowers, chocolate, and presents. It tends to have this cloud of misunderstanding and confusion and judgement around it (in my opinion).
2: My parents don't seem to quite understand my panic attacks. I’ll give an example: Earlier today I had a panic attack because I was trying to clean my room and tidy it up, I got overwhelmed and descended into a full blown panic attack. I was crying, my heart racing, legs and hands shaking, and my head pounding. My mom comes into my room and said, “Are you just going to sit there and cry cause you can't clean your room?”
3: There is this stigma around mental illnesses that you can't talk about them and that it is wrong that you have one. No, that is not true. Your emotions are valid and you are doing the best you can. And if you got out of bed today I am proud of you.
So that is my rant. If any of my followers or anyone who sees this please know you are not alone and that if you need someone to talk to just know I'm here and I've been there and I'm getting through it with you.