Depression is often not a reflection of my current circumstance and there is no reason why I feel like I’m drowning. Many times we want an answer we want to know why a person feels so broken, but sometimes there’s no explanation no matter how much you search for one.
My hope comes from faith, my faith that no matter what Jesus is always with me. That I will always have a father and a friend no matter what I go through. Depression is riddled in my bones without an explanation but I don’t have to look for an answer even if the question begs acknowledgement because the truth is, I don’t know why.
I don’t know why I get depressed it just happens and that might frustrate people just like it frustrates me sometimes. But I’m thankful that I don’t have to go through any of it alone, Jesus has always been with me. I’m passionate about my hope because it’s passionate about me, I’m passionate about Mental Health because I think Jesus wants us to love people no matter what.
Often people hear that someone has a mental illness and automatically that person is cast aside, sometimes because of a misunderstanding and other times it’s because of the stigma. I have hope but I also have depression yet I’m loved and Jesus calls me his son like he calls you his son/daughter.
Standing up to the stigma always means acknowledging what people believe. We have Muslim’s, Buddhist, Christian’s, atheist etc. and everyone deserves the same amount of love and the same amount of acceptance. You can’t break down a stigma if the wall keeps getting fixed.
Stigma will always divide us and it will always define us; but only if we let it.
Much love, Shaun