Hiya - Thought I should probably write something in connection to Mental Health Awareness Week 2018. And writing is so cathartic for me so here goes.
It's only me. I realise I've been pretty quiet here lately. A lot of stuff has happened in my life and subsequently, my mental health has taken a massive battering.
Firstly I quit my job, partially due to anxiety and depression and being unable to cope in that environment anymore. Subsequently, I also quit doing my radio show which has broken my heart completely but ultimately it's the right thing for me to do for me.
And my beloved auntie Marie died on 30 April. It was expected but it didn't make it any less sad when she died. You might remember her from some of my blog posts here (sorry, that was terribly Troy McLure, wasn't it?) She was so well loved and will be missed by almost everyone who knew her. She was buried on what would have been her 80th birthday.
My recent mental health battering really affected me terribly, I self harmed and had contemplated suicide...I didn't want to die, just for everything to stop and for the anxiety and depressive thoughts to cease.
Suicide has been talked about quite a bit recently, due to an incredibly moving and powerful storyline in Coronation Street which saw Aiden Connor to take his own life. The reactions of the neighbourhood, his family and friends was so well observed - the denial, the cries of 'selfish' and 'coward' - and the acting has been absolutely outstanding, particularly Richard Hawley (not THAT one) who plays Johnny, Aiden's devastated father.
I was asked why I would put myself through watching, given the horrible few months I've had; I think some of it was to see how it was handled (they worked with CALM and The Samaritans to get it right), but I think the main part was to try to get myself out of that mind set - to see how those chara
cters reacted to Aiden taking his life, is that how my friends and family would react? And I know how messed up that is but now I've written it down, it's out there and it's probably the main reason I watched it. I was able to snap myself out of the suicidal thoughts and the thoughts of harm, but I'm still depressed and suffering with massive anxiety. I was so down, I didn't even look forward to my birthday, and as a lot of you know, I LOVE having about a billion birthday parties. I spent my birthday with my gorgeous parents wandering around Nuneaton, trying to buy shoes for my auntie's funeral. Got an ice cream out of it though.
I'm not working now (I'm technically a House Wife) I'm alone more with my thoughts, and I'm trying my best to distract myself. It's so easy to wallow and sink, but I need to swim up and keep going. I am good enough, I will get another job, I have the love and support of my wonderful husband and family, and friends.
Basically, this is just a catch up of my life recently (it wasn't all doom and gloom, David and I had an absolutely incredible holiday in Croatia where we befriended about a billion cats). I think I just wanted to let y'all know what's been going on and to remind you that it's okay to not be okay. It's okay to be emotional, toxic masculinity is so prevalent in our society that men in particular feel they need to 'Man Up' (a dreadful phrase). Cry, scream, wail, talk to someone, please. No-one else can play your part, you're a unique and beautiful being. You absolutely deserve your place here on this planet. Please never feel you don't.