I have a confession to make. I have major depressive disorder. Just kidding. I mean, I do, but you should know that by now. My last post was a bit frightening. I try to keep my posts PG-13, but sometimes I need people to understand the R rated version of my illness. Last night was one of those times.
When I see a celebrity or famous person having major struggles with depression, it makes me lose hope. These people literally have thousands or millions of people that would drop everything to help them and yet, they aren’t necessarily in a better place than me. When this happens, I typically get triggered. But it also makes me think, will honest conversations about depression and suicidal thoughts alienate us?
Celebrity suicides and mental health struggles are a frightener for me. It always makes me question myself and my hope.
With that said, I’m going to leave you with a chuckle. I always thought Chris Isaak was singing “No I, don’t want to fall in love, with you”. I could not have been more wrong.
Confessions from Depression 
I think most people take a negative view of (those of us) people with mental illness (and the illness itself) as a way to dodge giving any care or help for something that frightens them. I guess it’s kind of like seeing a homeless person on the street. Look away, Walk past quickly. Don’t think about it. It’s their own fault. And so they don’t have to trouble themselves with thinking about it, much less actually doing anything about it.
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