Take the bloody pills (plus poem)

So here we go. Let’s just acknowledge the fact that if we’re all going to do well in this crazy world we need to look after our minds. Mental health awareness has improved so much over recent years but there is still a long way to go. With people like the Cambridge’s drawing attention to the matter things can only get better which fills my heart with joy.

There are so many ways to help improve your mental health and none of them should be a cause of embarrassment. When I first got sober and decided I wanted to do something with my life I decided to go to therapy. I was so scared of what people thought of me and I felt really ashamed. But now that I have been going for just over two years I see therapy as a sensible thing to take advantage of. It’s really expensive but I was quite happy to spend my money on booze, so why not use that money that’s now freed up to do something positive for myself? I now think that you don’t have to be in crisis to go to therapy. I think it’s useful to talk through all problems in life with someone impartial.

And then there’s medication…..

So many people think that it’s ‘cheating’ to rely on a pill to make themselves feel better but this couldn’t be any further from the truth. If it’s going to make your life easier and more enjoyable then why wouldn’t you take it? If you were in physical pain you would take a painkiller and this is no different.

If your mental health is suffering then you just can’t perform anywhere near your best. The quiet sensitive people of the world really struggle with things like anxiety and although a little bit of stress can help performance it’s really easy to tip over the edge and have some serious problems. So love yourself and be kind to yourself. If you are struggling then speak to somebody, preferably a doctor or therapist. Life is there to be enjoyed so make sure that you can make the most of it.

Here’s a little poem I wrote to encourage you to look after your noggin and make you realise that there are people in the world who care about you, want you to feel good and definitely don’t want to loose you!

She said just take the bloody pills,

Your behaviour is the type that kills.

She told me with her tear filled eyes,

That what I do is not too wise.

You need to stop those crazy things you do,

Or else you may not make it through.

So go on, get up out of bed,

And sort your pretty little head.

You do deserve so much more,

You can’t imagine what’s in store.

So take the meds and do the work,

Chase your demons from where they lurk.

REMEMBER, it’s not a weakness to take the medication,

It’ll only help you chase your dreams with dedication.