“You talked about too much on here.”
I hear that a lot.
“Aren’t you afraid people will find out?”
Is a question I am asked when I eventually explain what I blog about.
No. I am not afraid.
I am Jennifer, 37 years old and I have had depression and anxiety for most of the last 30 years or so. It is true. I can’t hid it. I have a hard time controlling my thoughts of hopelessness and ruminating over past problems. I may laugh but often, inside, I am worried, sad, confused, angry, beaten down and just tired.
Try as I might, sometimes that cloud of depression is hard to dissipate.
Writing about it helps. I am “normal”. I am just another subway commuter you may see reading on the train or shopping in the supermarket. I am not a murderer or a criminal. I have a disease that many people, who do not know me, won’t see.
I am not ashamed of it. I am not afraid to write about it. I write about the good, the bad and everything in between. Mental health is an integral part of any body. Problems need to be treated like any other disease and not swept under the carpet. There is nothing to be ashamed of. I am just an average 37 year old. I have an apartment, a cat, a job, a car and depression.
I’m Blogging for Mental Health 2011.