Oh dear. I’ve been away for quite a while, haven’t I? It was not by choice. Although, to clarify, I did choose to step away because I could not muster the energy to focus and think in order to produce something worth publishing online. All of my energy was getting drained by trying to keep it together, which then devolved into trying to maintain the appearance of holding it together while half of my brain was a jumbled mess.
Bear with me with this post — I swear I did not write it to coincide with Mental Health Awareness Week. I’ve had this on my queue for a while, second-guessing why I should be sharing something so personal, something that is trivial in the grand scheme of things. It was primarily a cathartic exercise. But I found it funny that coinciding with this week is a personal lesson that mental health is not like being struck down with a cold — you take your meds, let it do its job, then you’ll be good as before after a few days.
Uh, no, Gemma, mental health and mental illness is more complicated than that….