If this blog reads dark or heavy in places that’s because that is what depression is. I’m trying to put into words an invisible illness that can claim the lives of those who suffer in silence.
Even though depression is a recognised illness it is still surrounded by stigma, despite all the hard work by charities, organisations and individuals. Until the stigma of mental health is broken down then people will still conjure up images of Victorian lunatic asylums and the poor souls who were incarcerated in them.
So for my part in this battle I’m becoming a volunteer mentor (not bad for someone who not even four months ago was sectioned) But how I’ve come to this path is a story in itself. Apparently (according to my key workers at ADTU and in their words) “you have a rare and special gift and it would be a great shame if you didn’t pursue a career in mental health” Before that they were concerned as to why I was worried about other peoples recovery and not my own? Well that’s not what I’m about, I cant just walk on by when someone else is suffering, especially as I know I can help.
You see, there are 2 types of concern that count and they are sympathy (feelings of sorrow for someone else’s misfortune) and empathy (the ability to understand and share the feelings of another through experience). But there is also a third and one that I have been labelled as and that is an empath, which is someone who is effected by other peoples energies and have an innate ability to intuitively perceive their feelings. And that’s why I guess I find myself on this path.
And that’s the slimmed down version of how I’ve found myself on this path or as the lady at MIND put it “This is your calling.”
My name is Sean, I’ve battled my demons (and it almost cost me my life) and this blog is my story……………………