No one ever had that difficult conversation with me about the realities of depression and what it can do to a person. F. Scott Fitzgerald, a great American novelist, once said, “The loneliest moment in someone’s life is when they are watching their whole world fall apart, and all they can do is stare blankly.” Depression has the habit of destroying the lives it touches. It brings feelings of self-hatred, worthlessness, and apathy to those who get brushed by it. Worse of all, it brings comfort. A ridiculously miserable comfort that, like running through water, makes it hard to move. It is more inviting to allow oneself to get lost in the current, and drift away with the waves.
My family always held a stigma against mental health …show more content…
My parents were not so understanding and didn’t deal with the notion that I was dealing with depression very well. My parents had given me everything. I had more opportunities than they had in their home countries. A lot of hispanic families, including my own family, are not educated about mental health problems. Furthermore, my parents could not even fathom how their child could possibly struggle with something of that nature. My parents always wanted the best for me and felt mortified that there was something wrong with me. I especially felt that there was something incredibly wrong with me. I became the black sheep in my family and with a lot of my school friends because everyone looked at me like I was crazy. Therapy was a thing that only crazy people needed, or that was obsolete anyways. For a long time, I had refused to believe that there was anything wrong, or that I could do anything to change the way I …show more content…
It is not a recent phenomenon of the 21st century. I was able to spread awareness of mental health issues in my family and hope to continue to spread it to other families. Those who suffer from mental health illnesses do not often receive the support they need and turn to a life of addiction, drugs and alcoholism. Society will then push them away because of the stigma behind being associated with somebody struggling. With the support of my family, I was able to learn how to cope with depression as a child. It was awful having to deal with that. However, as an adult I possess the ability to accept when I have a problem and the problem solving steps to fix it. People who do not learn about mental illnesses are at a disadvantage for themselves and their future