I came across this article through Facebook and I really wanted to share it:
All the points are really good, but I really connected with the very first one it’s excellent!
“Having a mental illness is like walking through knee-deep snow. You can get where you’re going with enough effort, but it’s slow going and exhausting. Medication is like wearing snowshoes. It alone won’t get you where you’re going, but at least will put you on top of the snow where you can walk with much more ease.”
Although, I wish my introduction to medication had been handled differently by my doctor, at the time, I am glad that I have it a shot and glad that my current doctor handled changing my meds the way he did. (He is excellent!) Only problem is, I’ve gotten so set in my coping mechanisms (some of which, I now know, started at least 20 years ago) that breaking them is extremely difficult. Even though it has been almost a year since finally getting help, I am no where near finished with this journey.
Medication isn’t perfect. It’s a lot of trial and error to find the right kind and dose (apparently my body requires a higher than normal dose for me to really feel any effect from the one I am currently on), but it has gotten me through some pretty rough moments, where I know my emotions would have spun completely out of control without it. Then there are days where things got me harder than other days, but I am able to pull myself out of the darkness quicker and easier. What might have lasted for weeks, even months in the past, now only lasts a few days or less in most cases.
I am beginning to have more good days than bad and thinking back to where I was a year ago, I’m not sure I would even be here right now.
What really scares me is knowing how many people continue to suffer without seeking help, much like I did for many years. I am fairly certain that if I hadn’t heard Wil Wheaton talking about his experience with mental illness last November, I would not have gone to see my doctor, and I definitely wouldn’t be where I am right now! I’m not even sure I would be alive right now. I can’t even begin to explain how badly I wanted to give up at that point.
I have come a long way, but my journey isn’t over.
Check out the rest of the messages in the article: 18 Messages for People Who View Medicating Mental Illness as a Weakness