Happy world mental health day
I hope you had a good day. This years mental health day emphasis is on mental health at work.
It is an important area of consideration for both employer and employee. I’m grateful to my place of work holding a mental health awareness session today.
It’s something that will likely effect us in our lives. The brain, like any other organ, is susceptible to abnormalities. As a lung can get infected, or a liver diseased, the brain has its own tribulations that manifest in many forms. Many of those forms is a whole conglomerate of mental health issues.
Bringing your mental health to work is something that appears daunting, but something so incredibly important for employers to encourage. Now we have a culture of people willing to speak, employers must be willing to listen. If we are more able to talk about our mental health at work, there must be an onus on a dedicated group of people willing listen.
Today I encourage you to talk to whoever you like at your work place about anything on your mind, both mental health and otherwise. It’s truly incredibly in this country, in this epoch, many of us feel unable to express our thoughts. Employers can encourage this be being able and willing to listen.
In order to ease the burden of mental health in ones mind, one must not feel guilty in sharing their thoughts. It’s a delicate ying yang balance; one should live neither a wholly good, nor wholly bad life. There is no shame in sharing how you feel, especially if it is within a guilt free environment. If we listened, anonymously and judgement free, the social health of our society would be much better than it is now.
On a more personal level, it makes it easier love with yourself if you can shake the shackles of guilt away when you talk about yourself. It’s not a feeling that’s rational but a feeling that comes with the life of a depressive mind.
This is not to say I would live without it however. In a rather strange manner, depression and other mental health issues have forged, good, bad or otherwise, who I really am. This element of me, the depressive, self absorbed worrier who thinks about the complete and utter death and destruction of life, has its upsides.
On the good days I can notice the beauty and happiness in pretty much anything. I can look for the good if I know the bad. The smile of a homeless person, the joy of a child in the most simplistic of actions, the mad running of a dog in a field after a ball, the unquestionable, unfathomable beauty of a commuter. Beauty can be found everywhere, and I wholly testify my mind has become more attune to this beauty in the beautiful sadness that comes being me. Jacques Lacan had a word for something like this; ‘jouissance’. It loosely means enjoyment from French, but is truly lost in translation.
Sometimes I am in love with my life, and sometimes I do not want to be alive. This Jungian duality is what makes me, and at work or otherwise, that’s just who I am.
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If you ever feel like you need help, just talk about it with;
999; 111; Samaritans; Night line; family; friends; your work.
You’ll be fine