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Mental Health Awareness Not Just a Month

The month is almost over and I have yet to say anything about mental illness. Maybe this is because I deal with mental illness every day of my life through personal experience as well as parental experience. I'm no stranger to the effects of depression and anxiety and as I mentioned in DID Me 1, 2, and 3 I am affected daily by Dissociative Identity disorder (DID). All of these things have prompted me to go to school for psychology to not only gain a better understanding of myself but to help those with DID escape the experimental treatment they often get from psychologist. I believe that my firsthand knowledge of some of the effects of DID will be beneficial to not only those who are affected by it but women of color who feel as though they are the minority within the minority of mental illness.


The internet will make it seem as though DID is common, with an internet search you can find multiple people (no pun intended) who have this condition, most of whom are Caucasian. So where does that leave us as a people? I want to be able to answer that. One thing I've noticed as I've been writing this is that I've been reluctant to say that I suffer from mental illness or I suffer from DID. This is a misstatement, although we may have symptoms that affect our day to day lives it is something that has its good days and its bad days. Some days we may seem to suffer from the illness but it is not the identity of what we go through. This is something we live through every single day. 

 This post has been three to four days in the making and I have yet to post it. ADHD is real folks. You see I haven't really a clue what it is I am supposed to write. In all honesty, every day of the year is mental health awareness. Although the world sets aside a month to bring awareness to what we live with day to day it's just that; something we live with from day to day. This month has been really hard on me with school, work, and having to quit a job that I actually liked, but I won't let that stop me from following my dreams. Just remember when you falter when you feel as though you can't get through whatever it is you are going through mentally, physically, or even spiritually. God says otherwise. 
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