Today’s challenge is strictly and entirely regarding mental health, so what is mental health? Mental health is a person’s condition with regard to their psychological and emotional well-being. Not only does it affect how we act, think, and feel, but it can help determine the way that we relate to others, handle stress, or make decisions throughout our lives. Mental health can change overtime, but is greatly important and should be taken very seriously.
When Austin and I first met, he went through absolute hell, honestly. In the beginning stages of any relationship, trust has to be built, respect has to be given, and so on. For me, I didn’t trust anyone, not even myself.
After enduring many years of verbal and emotional abuse, on top of the constant cheating, I no longer trusted. I didn’t trust myself due to my ignorance for years, putting up with way more than anyone should ever have to. There was no logical reason that I couldn’t have left sooner, so why didn’t I? If the man that I married and shared a beautiful little boy with couldn’t love me, respect me, want me, encourage me, and do what all husbands should want to do with and for their wives, why in the world would I put myself through something like that again?
If you, or someone you know, battles with depression, then you understand how incredibly difficult it can be just to do simple tasks. For myself, I can typically do what I know that I have to do, even when it’s debilitating, simply because I know that I don’t have a choice.
Getting up to get my son ready for school, getting myself ready for work, dropping him off, and going into work is something that I have no choice but to do. The bills have to be paid, we have to eat, he has to have an education. These are things I simply cannot avoid, even though 90% of the time, I truly wish that I could.
But, there is also a lot of things that I do not make time to get to when I’m struggling really bad. The house is a wreck, dishes are piled up, I haven’t showered in a few days, all I want to do is go to bed (even if I can’t sleep), my son has cereal for dinner, and so on. I desperately need to cry, but I can’t because I feel numb. What am I supposed to do?