Mental illness is a common disorder that has been affecting numerous individuals for centuries. Yet, we continue to live in a country where we cannot comprehend or discuss a common struggle for many in American society. A mental illness is a diagnosis of a behavioral or mental pattern that causes either suffering or a poor ability to function in ordinary life. This can include anything from an anxiety disorder, mood disorder, eating disorder, obsessive compulsive disorder, personality disorder, etc. According to ABC News, one-out-of-five Americans suffer from a mental illness. Overall, mental illness will affect one out of four individuals worldwide. If multiple individuals are suffering from such illnesses, why does mental illness continue to be such a taboo concept that faces society?
Americans must see mental illness as a sign of weakness and as a result they are reluctant to talk about it. I went back and forth on whether or not to write personally on this topic. I did not want the significant people in my life to think differently about me after reading my story. Yet, something in the back of my mind kept telling me I needed to share my knowledge for the benefit of others. The first step to ending stigma of mental illness is to start talking about the subject.
I have struggled and dealt with depression, anxiety, and obsessive compulsive disorder my whole life but it wasn’t until a few months ago when I really hit a personal rock bottom. For most, their first semester of college is filled with new memories that shape their future. My first semester was completely different as I lost sight of the person I was and who I wanted to be. In the last few months I have completely gotten back in touch with the person I am striving to be. With the help of music, writing, good people, and supportive parents I remembered my goals and the activities I enjoyed. I have gained a lot these past months despite battling depression. I got rid of the negative in my life. I got accepted into Missouri State University. I found a major I could explore and challenge myself in. I rediscovered my smile and appreciation for every day I am given.
The past months have made me realize that I would not get rid of my mental illness even if it was possible. I have quickly learned that my mental disorders are part of who I am. My OCD has brought me to achieve greatness in my academics preparing me for future job opportunities. My depression has helped me understand the things I love on a deeper, more meaningful level including music, dance, art, literature, and theatre. My first semester of college has taught me to be proud of the person I am and these matchless qualities I hold.
This is for the person who is struggling. To the person who cannot get out of bed in the morning, reward yourself for making it through the day. To the person who slaps on a smile every day, remember that it is okay to have a bad day and not want to talk to anyone. Getting help is not a sign of weakness but instead a sign of strength. I am here to remind you that times will get better. There will be tough days. I’ve learned the tough days are worth going through if you get to experience the good days. I am here to tell you that you are not alone in this battle. And most importantly, I am here to tell you that you are one extremely strong badass.
