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I hear tell that it’s World Mental Health Day, so how about a Mia mental health update?
It’s been a year and a bit since I started therapy, and a few months shy of that since I started taking medication. (I’m on two different ones now!)
As many folks will tell you, managing brain problems is not usually a perfect uphill climb. I’ve had some setbacks and some scary impulses, but right now things are…okay.
I just recently switched to a new (female) therapist, and that’s been helping a lot. I really appreciate the work that my last therapist did with me, and his gentleness and kindness, and I think he was a great introduction to the mental health services at my disposal! Now I’m giving it a go with someone who has a more directive approach, and that’s something that’s working for me at this stage in the game.
Talking about brain stuff can be hard. Early on in my journey, I attended a depression group, and I’m currently part of an anxiety class. I’m privileged to be able to take time from work to attend it; the classroom setting has (unsurprisingly) always worked for me, and being around folks who know what it’s like makes me feel like less of an anomaly.
And tons of people deal with anxious and depressive thoughts all the time! I am very much not alone, and although I wouldn’t wish it on anyone, I’m grateful to have friends that understand.
So: two therapists and two medications later, it’s not perfect. It never will be. How does one qualify perfect mental health? It’s something to be managed, like other long-term disorders and diseases. Things are still hard sometimes–a lot of the time–but: I’m here, I’m here, I’m here.