Hey America! It is an honor to write this first blog post, and to introduce… Uncle Sam’s Mental Health. This blog is primarily about the vast amount of Americans suffering from (or have recovered from) mental health illnesses, and their stories, insights, and opinions on whether America could of/can do more for them. Obviously they can… which is one of the reasons for me creating this blog.
The Mental Health situation in America is absolutely terrible; From the crazy prices of some medications, to the seemingly deserted land of providers actually taking patients, not to mention the insurance industry caring more about profit than the people they’re insuring (nothing really new here, but still). Other countries have it so much better when it comes to mental health. This will be the topic of the next post.
So, there’s going to be a variety of blog posts to be posted on here in the coming weeks to build a foundation: original articles about the health care industry in America, opinion-based posts providing insights on what needs to be improved, and of course, stories from people who have suffered from, are currently suffering, or has a loved one suffering from a mental health illness. I want this blog to be a place where Americans can come to to not feel so alone about their mental health.
The ultimate goal for this blog, is to be a library of Americans generously sharing their stories for us to see, learn from, and feel. Mental Health is a serious problem right now in America, and it has led to some catastrophic events that we will get into on here. People suffering from these illnesses are warriors and deserve a platform to tell their story if they’d like to.
Lastly, if you’ve gotten this far in the post… Thanks! God Bless America and you. I wanted to tell a little bit about myself and my struggle with mental health. I was always a happy kid, always had friends and didn’t have a care in the world. Around the age of 13, though, I started having pretty severe self-consciousness (classic middle school amiright?). At the age of 16, I started having severe anxiety. It mostly occurred socially, but it was so bad at some points that I would shake. Depression started around then too… but it was a shadow for me, not a suicidal-level experience some people unfortunately have. I just started feeling apathetic mostly… lost interest in things, people, and activities. Before college, I started an anti-depressant called LexaPro. That helped the anxiety after a few months, and I began to feel better. Around second semester the anxiety came in full-swing, as well as the depression. I had to drop out and switch schools, constantly struggling with these issues.
Long story short, I am 23 now and honestly feel better than I have in the last 5 years. This is due to exercise, meditation, CBT techniques, and the right meds for now. I’ll post a whole post about my story if it ever gets to the point where you guys would like to hear. But, this blog isn’t about me, it’s about America and its Mental Health.
I’m excited to start this journey, and I hope you will join me and see where this goes.
Over half of American adults with mental illness do not receive any type of care.