Not feeling alone and feeling supported are completely different – and we need to accomplish both to empower people to talk about it and encourage meaningful change.
TW: Suicide references
The year is 2012. People hear “Mental Health” and rally together. Offers of support pour in, funding is adequate and easy to sort out as a student. The complex environment is simple to navigate and whilst all is not well, all will be ok… Yeah, right. If only it had been that simple. My own journey with Mental Health issues has been long, arduous and at times all-consuming and deflating. Having said that, it’s also been incredibly rewarding, fulfilling and has afforded me opportunities for growth and self-reflection that otherwise would have whistled straight by the very foggy window adorned with confusing yet beautiful graffiti.
Way back in 2012 Mental health wasn’t a topic for open discussion. As a student, the landscape was even more daunting with higher fees and greater risk associated with Higher Education, all coupled with the already monumental changes that come with moving away to University. As somebody who had come from an environment where everything has been regimented by always loving but quite strict parents, the gradual frustration that had been built up by years of schedule and direction finally exploded after the breakdown of a relationship at the end of my first year.