Many people that have been diagnosed with a life-threatening disease describe their experience as "fighting" or "battling" the disease. They are seen as heroes (and rightly so) as they fight to get their health and strength back.
Have you noticed how many times when someone is talking about their mental health struggles that they say, "my depression", "my anxiety", "my O.C.D.", etc.? I've found myself saying that but recently, I've decided to eliminate that phrase from my vocabulary. I never asked for depression or anxiety and it doesn't define me. It's not mine. It's an unwelcome visitor that rears it's ugly head from time to time. I want to picture myself as a warrior that fights it head on.
I know for some people, mental illness is a daily and chronic battle with little to no relief. I applaud every person that fights these often silent battles of the heart and mind. I have great respect for these courageous warriors.
Today, there are new weapons in the arsenal to combat mental illness. The changes in care are encouraging. Only a few years ago, insurance companies didn't cover any expenses for those seeking treatment. Thanks to new medications and revolutionary therapy, patients are being given new hope.
I'm so thankful for dear family, friends and church leaders that have listened and helped to strengthen me when the dark clouds feel insurmountable. I'm also very grateful to courageous people that share their struggles and inspire the rest of us to keep on battling. I believe there is strength in numbers.
We are strong, we are uniquely wonderful, we are WARRIORS!
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