It’s #worldmentalhealthday and the past year has been the most informed year of mental health for me.
Note: informed. Not easy.
I learned what the enneagram was.
I explored emotional intelligence.
I lost two meaningful humans to suicide.
I chose to try therapy as an adult.
I took tests for depression and anxiety.
I asked a doctor for help.
I sobbed when I took my first antidepressant pill.
I told more strangers, friends, and loved ones about my grief than I thought I ever could.
I began writing my first manuscript (aka bravely/shakily claiming my story).
I started asking about mental health practices during interviews.
I feel an overwhelming and humbling gratitude to everyone in my life that has held me – either in warm hugs or words – this year.
If you need someone to talk to about mental health, I’m happy to listen and offer resources. Or even just my own warm hugs.
