I was out yesterday, and as I went about my day, I felt sad. I tried not to think too much, but I regretted the stigma that I face.
I went into the Supermarket, and I saw a headline on the front cover of a magazine..
‘Don’t throw it all away!’
The truth is,..I have done that.
I have thrown all my hard work out of the window, because of stigma.
When stigma strikes, then I go back to Square One.
I do this because all the people concerned tell me that I am worthless.
But I have worked so hard to survive my illness.
I worked hard enough to come out of depression.
I admit I find life after mental illness a challenge, but I still try to face each challenge.
If someone tells me I am of no consequence because I did have depression, then I believe them.