Video submitted by Connor, age 20.
There is not much discretion when it comes to me choosing a mate when I’m ill. It seems that my M.O. is to fall for someone who also battles some form of mental illness – be it anxiety, depression, addiction, paranoia – the list drones on.
I struggle with always trying to achieve perfection. While that can make me ambitious and resourceful, it also makes me incredibly unhappy. I agonize over my yoga poses (are they as good as they can be? why can’t I touch my nose to my thigh yet?
Our eyeballs are the world. We have two worlds, two eyeballs. Maybe one is evil and the other is pure. Stars are the cells in our body. The galaxies are different moods. And the moon is different sufferings and favourite times in our lives. Our brain holds hidden secrets—those we yearn to understand. Our heart is the sun. True pleasing comes from somewhere pure.
Happy Holidays from mindyourmind!
Depression is living in a body that fights to survive with a mind that tries to kill it.
As a kid growing up in a small and tight knit family, I thought I had it all. I was a happy go lucky kid, always exploring and trying new things. School was always fun and I was known as the 'happy kid' all throughout primary school. I was not expecting the transition between primary and middle school to be so difficult.