If I told you I was having a bad day, and Option A (left) was how I was coping. You’d applaud me. It would be funny, it would be considered normal. “Mummy needs wine”… they make memes about it. I am encouraged. Never mind I use it to cope, never mind that I felt sad so I had to have a glass at 12pm. It’s okay right? Because a glass of wine is okay.
But if I tell you Option B (right) is the way I cope when I’ve had a bad day. All of a sudden it’s a little taboo, isn’t it? All of a sudden I’m unstable, my mothering comes into question. “Did you know she takes antidepressants?” Or “you don’t need them, get off them”
3 in 4 people with mental illness say they experience stigma with their mental illness. They experience prejudicial negative stereotypes.
I have tried to live without option B. Because I didn’t want to look like a person who needed “medication” to be normal. I didn’t want to embarrass myself or my kids or husband because of what people would say.
They shouldn’t be embarrassed and I shouldn’t be embarrassed. If my bad days outnumber my good days, then people should be embarrassed of themselves if they can’t accept that sometimes, you just need a little help to cope.
There’s nothing wrong with option B. Nothing.
It’s time we stopped shaming people for being on antidepressants and start celebrating they are strong enough to get help, fill in a script and commit to taking these things so they help and can function better.
They changed my life. I am happier, nicer, kinder and a better mother.
If you need them, go and ask your doctor for one. Just like if you were sick you’d take antibiotics.
You have an illness, an illness you can’t help. You’re not any less than any other person out there.
You won’t turn into zombie, you won’t be any less of the person you were before them. You won’t become a numb person. You won’t become independent on them and you’re not a burden to society. You’ll become happier. It’s time people stop saying that crap.
It’s time we stopped calling them crazy pills and end the stigma that’s attached to help for mental illness.
They’re happy pills, and there’s nothing wrong with saying “mummy needs prozac”