Therapy

3.11.15

I don't really speak to anyone about what I do with my psychologist. When people ask me, I usually just say nothing much or it was fine.

Having therapy shouldn't be something to be ashamed of. A lot of people now a days suffer from mental health problems, whether it has gradually built up over a period of time, or something traumatic has happened suddenly.

 


 
The stigma around mental health is terrible. I know a lot of celebrities are trying to end this stigma, but its still not something that people openly speak about.

I try and speak about my issues and how I feel to people who ask, simply as they don't know. I want them to have an insight on how people with depression, anxiety or post traumatic stress disorder feel. How we feel like we are drowning while everyone is breathing around us.

After a long battle with the doctors, they decided counselling wasn't enough for me (plus the waiting lists!) and referred me to a psychologist. I can practically say I am an outpatient with the Royal Edinburgh Hospital. A lot of people make jokes about this hospital as its for people with mental health issues. As soon as I hear it I shoot them down, how dare they make fun of people being tormented by their mind?! Luckily, I'm actually being discharged in the next week or so, but that doesn't mean my demons are gone, or that I will stop campaigning to end the stigma.



If you're an avid reader of my blog, you know why I have mental health problems. I don't want to re-write it here as it belongs in the past and it must stay there.

I was really nervous when I first went to see the psychologist, as I had to tell her absolutely everything. Not just what happened, but from when I can remember, school, leaving school, family, etc. She knew I had depression and anxiety as that's what my notes from the doctor said, but she went on to diagnose PTSD and OCD.

After a good few more sessions of just talking, we done an exercise with our eyes. I can't quite remember what its called but I would have to follow her finger with my eyes really fast while she gave me situations to deal with and for some reason this helped push all the upsetting thoughts to the back of my mind. She gave me "homework" too, like going on a bus, see a friend, etc. I've made an amazing amount of progress since I've saw her.

I do sometimes feel a bit anxious and paranoid, but I take deep breaths in and out, or concentrate on something to keep me busy until the feelings have passed. I find it hard to tell someone if I'm upset or angry, so even if they are next to me I find it easier to text them how I feel then deal with it from there.

I'd also like to point out, most people are very helpful and understanding. But there are some people out there that are just horrible. I've experienced some name calling due to my mental health problems and I have been told things like "get a grip" etc which doesn't help anyone.

If you need someone to speak to, try and speak to a family member or a close friend. Also, the doctor would be a great person to talk to as well.

There are also a lot of websites to look at, for example, www.samh.org.uk, that offer help and advice.

Just remember - keep smiling.

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