I suffer from mental illness and all of its ugly, painful effects. My hope is to inspire others to come out and share their stories without fear and to inspire others to educate themselves and try to understand. This is not my way of trying to get sympathy or play victim. This is the most real I can be in summing up a lifetime of pain, about a subject that needs to be discussed openly and publicly in order to save lives and end stigma.
I suffer from major depression that does not stem from situational circumstances and I have suicidal tendencies. Not to say some life-changing situations did not affect my depression, but for the most part, it is biological.
As it stands now in society, mental illness becomes a label, a directive of how some people may judge you before even meeting you or knowing anything else about you. Some people resist treatment, scared an employer, school, doctor or other important
