Well, I’m back! It’s been several months, but I’m excited to be writing here again. I’ve taken breaks every now and then in the seven years since I started this blog; they are often unexpected and unscheduled, and I try to feel things out for the best time to return. In this case, I knew that I’d need to take a few months off from writing. At the same time, I expected to be getting back to it again in 2024, but that turned out not to be the case. And I am learning that not only is that okay, but it’s to be expected if I want to continue this project for as long as I am able to do so.
When I started My Brain’s Not Broken, I wanted to document my journey living with anxiety and depression. I was getting better at managing my symptoms, but there was still a lot I didn’t understand. I didn’t understand the number of ways that anxiety and depression impacted me. I didn’t understand just how vast the stigma surrounding mental health was – a stigma I’ve learned a lot about over the years. And I didn’t have any idea of the journey that writing would take me on.
One of the main reasons that I take breaks from writing is that I believe I don’t have much to say at the moment. As time passes, I feel even more strongly that this is the case. This time, though, was a little bit different. My life has been very busy since August, and I have had difficulty coming up with ideas and topics that I thought were worth sharing. While things have settled since then, I was still struggling to come up with post ideas. But the other day I remembered something that, time and again, has empowered me both in the mental health space, and as a human being.
Coming up with ideas for the blog hasn’t always been easy. Oftentimes, I feel like I am making things up as I go along. But there have also been times where I have been able to write several posts at a time; there have been times where the words pour out of me, where I am more than happy to share my perspective with whomever happens to visit this tiny corner of the Internet. And while I would prefer the latter to the former, both of these things are part of my experience as a writer, a mental health advocate, and a person.
So, like I have been doing for the past seven years, I am going to write what I know. I am going to write to my experience, and I am going to write from my own unique perspective. We all have our own stories to tell; over time, those stories may shift and change, but they are still ours. I’ve learned a lot about myself, and my mental healthy, in writing this blog. But as I have written time and time again, this is a lifelong journey – one I am proud to take part in.
But it’s not just my journey that I write about. According to the World Health Organization, one in eight people worldwide lives with a mental health disorder, a number that rises by millions every year. Despite all the awareness that’s been raised, all the progress we’ve seen, mental health continues to be a significant issue for everyone. We are all impacted by mental health challenges in some way and more we ignore it, the worse things will get.
So now, I am not just writing for myself. I’m writing to raise awareness; I’m writing to bring hope and joy to people who might feel lost and alone. I’m writing because mental health impacts everyone, and has the power to impact every aspect of our lives. The better we understand it, the better we understand ourselves and each other. We are stronger together, we are better together, and we are on this journey together. I’m glad to be back, and I hope you can join me for the ride.