Friday, 9 February 2018

I am a Mental Health Advocate, Not a Mug

For the past two years, I have dedicated most of my time to being the best Mental Health Advocate I possibly can. 

Mental Health is something that is so close to my heart. It is my entire heart. So, when people (especially strangers) question my motives and provide nothing but ill facts it will undoubtedly cause me to bite back. 

Never have I not represented true honesty on this blog. EVERYTHING and I mean everything is in my own words. The only time where it hasn't been is if I am stating facts or definitions of words. To be quite honest, I don't feel the need to defend myself. You know when you just know why someone is trying to get to you? There are underlying reasons, and my little blog has nothing to do with it. But, hey, thanks for the content idea!

'Just because I have a mental illness, it doesn't mean I'm a nice person all of the time.' 

I saw this quote in a blog post written by my dear friend Sophie. It couldn't be more accurate! Like she said,  just because we suffer from a mental illness, doesn't mean we are not human. As Mental Health Advocates, are we just supposed to sit back and allow someone to argue at us? Why should we sit back and keep quiet when someone comes for us? I don't think so. I can be a Mental Health Advocate and a bitch. 

'Considering you're a mental health advocate I'm surprised you're talking back.'

I would never want to be defined by my OCD, anxiety or depression. So why do people expect you to always be kind (even when they're obnoxiously rude)? Not a chance. 

I am not one to hide behind my mental health, but I won't allow it to become who I am as a person. If something has pissed me off and I have a valid reason, I have come to the conclusion that flattery can only take you so far, honesty will take you everywhere. 

Living a lie?

There was a time last year when I felt as though I had to recover from depression as soon as possible, to move forward with my blog and to become the perfect 'Mental Health Advocate' I so desperately wanted to be. I soon realised that the more I lied about being okay, the more my readers would suffer. 

My job is to not sugarcoat things but to save people.  

Perhaps it is because I am now seen as a 'Mental Health Advocate'. People get in touch with me all the time, telling me I have helped them and saved them. As great as that is, I feel as though I must present myself as this strong, open survivor 24-7. It's just not possible. 

The Definition: Advocacy is an important means of raising awareness of mental health issues and ensuring that mental health is on the national agenda of governments. 

^ Now, nowhere in that definition does it mention that I should take shit from anyone and just 'accept' it because I'm supposed to be fake nice. 

The people who know me will know how honest and kindhearted I am. I wouldn't dare treat someone horribly unless they truly deserved it. But I will also NEVER allow someone to create a false persona when they have never even heard my voice. 

I will continue to support those who need help, advice or just someone to listen. Always.


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