the mountain of mental health

I never really liked talking about my mental health because I’ve

always felt like it made me weak. I thought this despite seeing strong

people all around me struggle. It always felt like they could do it and I

couldn’t. This year felt like I finally reached the top of a mountain. I

kept slipping down on my way up, but now I can finally stop and take a deep

breath. What got me those last few feet was realizing that I was

wrong. My feelings do not make me weak, they make me strong, and

they make me human. Allowing myself the space and time to feel

negative emotions has allowed me to identify and manage my daily

life more graciously. Sometimes I still feel the pain of anxiety

pressing down on my chest like a hand stopping me from moving

forward, but now I know the hand is not real. I finally feel free to

move forward, making the pressure more like a memory than an

overwhelming reality. One of the number one things that got me here

was learning more about mental health. So let’s talk about it.

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written by cairo