Category Archives: depression

The Hurricane Within 

For people with mental health challenges, living in the path of a major hurricane can create an equally devastating hurricane within. Anxiety, depression, bipolar disorder and obsessive compulsive disorder already elevate ones vulnerability in times of stress. Then add an oncoming category five or four hurricane to the mix and imagine tripling the feelings of terror and dread. 

We think about evacuating or putting up shutters. We plan to buy more water, more batteries and hunker down. Maybe we also buy more medication. But what about people who do not have access to medication or who can not afford these things? And how do you prepare your mind for a hurricane and the whirling storm within?

While living in Florida for nine years, I learned about “hurricane parties” that bring people together so that people are not waiting it out alone. This helps. Being alone with the anxiety and fear can elevated already intense emotions. Now is the time to reach out to one another.   This is especially important for people living with a mental health challenge. 

I’ve been on the phone with my two brothers and sister, all who either evacuated Florida or are hunkering down. We talked about the emotional stress and anxiety that this hurricane triggers. It’s all the uncertainty of the path, the pending destruction and damage, the second guessing of choices (should I stay or go?), the feeling of helplessness, and the ultimate fear of the unknown. For my brother who lives with bipolar disorder, this hurricane is not just out there…it’s inside, too. And I find it making its way into me, even though I live in the “crossroads of America.”

Let’s make a promise: as much as possible, we will not let our sisters and brothers experience this or any other hurricane alone. Something happens to the inner hurricane when it is accompanied by a loved one, a caring friend, a neighbor or a Good Samaritan. The speed of the stress thinking slows and the heart rate calms and the spinning mind begins to settle some. 

Take a moment now to reach out any way that you can to one another. For we all have a hurricane within, some are category five, some four, some lesser level threes, some two or level one and some are tropical storms, not as intense. Just some wind and rain. But we all know the feeling of being overwhelmed by a strange and unwelcome stirring within that we wish we could stop. We need help.

What we can stop is the fear of being unloved. We can show our love and care by expressing them now. Do not wait. The hurricane is coming. We can prepare our minds and hearts. We can love one another. This is what we do as a human family. This is who we are when looking into the eye of the hurricane. Instead of closing our eyes, we open them and we gaze upon each other with love. 

For the Love of Brains

May is Mental Health Awareness Month, and May 4 is declared by the White House as National Mental Health Awareness Day. Let’s just come out and say it: brains. I have a seven year old son and so it’s  hard for me to say this word without hearing the zombie character from the 2012 film ParaNorman gurgling, “braaaaaaanes!” In the past year I have come to embrace the fact that mental health is the same as brain health, accepting  that mental illness is just as much a physical issue as heart disease and diabetes. 

Even as common as mental illness is in the US (one out of every four) still the stigma that we encounter related to mental illness is real and prevents people from getting help. Stigma can be deadly. 

I wonder if some of the stigma would decrease if we made an intentional shift in the way we think and talk about mental health and mental illness by focusing on its physical nature. By focusing on the brain, we focus in on the key area of the body where the illness originates. As we learn more through research about the physical nature of mental illness, and what is actually happening in the brain, we realize that people who have depression, anxiety and bipolar disorder have what is most often an “invisible disease” of the brain.

Now brain scans show us what depression looks like and we can see how the brain is impacted by different forms of brain disorders, diseases and illness. I believe that normalizing the spectrum of brain status is where we are headed in the future if we are serious about erasing stigma and saving lives. Everyone has a brain and each brain is different. 

Getting to a place of inclusion for each person, regardless of brain status, is not going to happen overnight. Yet it begins with honest and open conversations, sharing about personal experiences with our own brain, sharing our brain status.

What if we could talk as easily and openly about our mental health as we could about our physical health? Said differently, what if we could talk as easily and openly about our mental illness as we could about our physical illness? Aren’t they the same thing? My brain fitness depends not only on enough sleep, healthy diet and exercise, but also working with a skilled therapist, spiritual practices such as prayer, and time spent relaxing, all on a regular basis. My brain status today is improving, thanks to professional mental health care and intentional self-care. 

What if there was a useful tool, like Fitbit, but for the brain, that could help motivate us all to integrate daily practices of brain health into our lives by measuring our level of activity engaging in therapy, sleep, prescribed medications, and stress relieving activities…Brainfit, anyone? We need more ways to encourage people to take care of and love their brains (and not in a zombie way). We talk about loving our bodies, so why not talk about how to better love our brains.

As I talk with people across the country about mental illness and my book Blessed are the Crazy: Breaking the silence about mental illness, family and faith, one thing I know for sure: even though we have come a long way in breaking the silence about mental illness, we are still too often reluctant and afraid to talk about it. I’m hopeful that conversations will continue to happen more and more because we need places where people can be educated, encouraged and embraced for who they are, regardless of brain status. 

So, for the love of brains, see a therapist, connect to a friend, take your meds if they help your brain, hold onto hope and share with someone your brain status. We’ve all got brains and they are all beautiful. 

Beauty Shop Secrects 

“So what do you do?” Wearing a chocolate brown smock with my wet hair up in clips I smile and say, “I do lots of things. It is complicated.” My new hairstylist nodded. Within thirty seconds our conversation landed on the topic of mental health. 

“I have a story that no one knows. Not anyone outside my family. We don’t tell anyone,” she said. And then with her voice just above a whisper, while spinning me around to get the right angle, she shared her secret. As I listened to the details of her story I heard in her voice and saw in her eyes and felt in my spirit how deeply this secret haunts her. 

“It is very sad,” I said about the suffering she shared. We agreed that not many people seemed to understand the real pain caused by severe and chronic mental illness. 

“Thank you,” I said. “For sharing your story with me. You inspire me and remind me how important it is to tell our stories.” 

I confess that at first I feared entering into this intense conversation with my stylist (a stranger I had  just met) with sharp objects near my scalp. But rather than lose her focus as she talked, she seemed to be even more present as she revealed a hidden part of herself to me. 

I don’t know if I will see her again. But I do know that her story will stay with me. And my faith in the redemptive power of story grows. The pain may still reside within the heart broken by mental illness, but it no longer aches alone. In the shared story, isolation is overcome and in the broken places, hope can begin to breathe again.