For years, my approach to life has been quite straightforward: push through until there’s a breakthrough. This mentality has been drummed into me from childhood and has served me well through the many challenges and difficulties of adulthood. However, a series of challenging events involving social adjustments, occupational burnout and anxiety two years ago pushed me over the edge, so much so that this mentality started being harmful. Before I knew it, I found myself in a dark place, sinking deeper into the sea of hopelessness and despair.
In many ways, I was afraid of myself and what I would do. In an attempt to distract myself from my own thoughts and soothe my fear, I reached out to a friend. When he heard about how I’ve been feeling lately and what I’ve gone through that day, he urged me to get professional help. Initially, I was very reluctant to the idea. However, for days, his words echoed in my head; the concern and care in his voice made me realise the gravity of my circumstances. His advice started to grow on me, and I decided to go to therapy.
During the sessions, I felt safe to express myself, all the while feeling understood and heard. My existing perspective was also challenged, allowing me to see the bigger picture while helping me gain a better sense of self-awareness. Through therapy, I was able to gain knowledge about my mental health and tools to better deal with unhelpful thoughts, thus making me more resilient and capable of dealing with life’s challenges, and showing up with integrity, courage, kindness and compassion for myself and those around me. I know that the road to recovery takes time and patience, but I am hopeful that it is within reach.