Yesterday I traveled several hours by plane and waited outside in the heat for what felt like an eternity to see my all-time favorite band, Aerosmith, in Munich. It was my seventh time seeing them, and will soon see them for the eighth time, but it was a special experience nonetheless. The concert was beyond amazing, everything I hoped it would be and more.
The past couple of days, weeks even, haven’t been easy on me. My asthma got noticeably worse after an infection, breathing has become hard, I’m constantly coughing and I’m at a point where I’m starting to lose my voice. My doctor has upped my medication, prescribed new medication and done plenty of blood tests to look for other causes, but things aren’t getting better. I know where this is going, as I’ve been here before.
I already brought up Mental Health Awareness Week in my previous post, about why it’s so important to keep the conversation going after this. I mentioned how important it is to create an environment where people can talk about their mental health, and how amplifying the voices of those with a mental illness can help reduce stigma. So that’s exactly what I’m gonna do right now. I’ve been blogging a lot about mental health myself, but there are so many great bloggers out there sharing their journey with a mental illness, which I’d like to bring attention to in this post. Because by creating visibility, we create awareness and take another step towards ending the stigma around mental health.
May is Mental Health Month, and this week specifically is Mental Health Awareness Week. I love how people have been sharing their stories, the support people have shown and the attention that’s going to mental health, and wish it could be like this all the time. We all need to be talking more about our mental health, we have to listen to what people with a mental illness have to say, amplify their voices and raise awareness every single week. Why, you ask?
The summer before starting elementary school, after a period of struggling with allergies and having difficulties breathing, I was diagnosed with asthma. But around the same time, something else started to develop. The older I got, the more insecure and anxious I became, until I started looking for help in my early twenties.