World Mental Health Day 2019

A message from Brian:

World Mental Health Day 2019

I’m very new to the idea of being open about mental health. I was always that person who thought “nah, therapy isn’t for me—if I can’t “fix” myself, I must be weak.” I would look around and see everyone so put together, so comfortable and happy, and I would constantly wonder why my life didn’t feel as good as their lives looked.

But that’s the thing, right? We all want to look our best. We all want to be a part of what’s fun, acceptable, and fashionable, and no one wants to talk about the stuff that keeps them up at night, or the lingering depression that follows them like an indecisive cloud. It’s hard. It’s scary. But it’s certainly normal, and even when it may not be, opening up about our grief, pain, anxiety, worries, drama—it’s all a big part of growing as a person. We need each other’s perspectives. We need each other’s help, even when we may not think we want it.

I think we all, to different extents, hold a lot of our pain inside, afraid of judgment from others. And that pain builds and builds within us, and then we release it on each other in bits and pieces. There’s no magic remedy, and when and how to start sharing is different for everyone. You have to be ready.

With shows like Fleabag, Broad City, and Bigmouth, as well as the big ol’ web full of art, ideas and information that is the internet (at its best, that is), I think we’re finally finding ways as a collective not only to open up, but to learn to find that we have so much more in common than we often give ourselves credit for. And sometimes it’s even super funny.

If you made it this far, hello! I hope you’re doing well! I think I’ve been getting a little sidetracked, so I’ll try to reel this stream of consciousness in:

Maybe we should all just try to be a bit more open whenever we can, whether it’s with friends, family, strangers, in-person therapy, phone therapy—we’ve got tons of options if we choose to speak. Going to therapy for the first time was one of the proudest moments of my life.

Reach out to friends, and reconnect with old friends. Sometimes the best thing in the world is a random text just checking in, or a passing wave and smile to a stranger.

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