Like so many, my mental health story has its twists and turns. I’ve experienced incorrect diagnosis, unsuccessful treatment, successful treatment, relapse, and recovery.
After my recovery in 2018 from extream PTSD symptoms, I began working briefly in behavioral health. However, I was left a bit disenchanted with the process. I didn’t lose hope in the process. However, I had to redefine my place in it. I don’t regret the education and experience I gained. If nothing else, it has helped me share my story in a healthy and hopeful way. I have my toolbox of coping skills, and I love sharing my story through my art. Recovery looks different for everyone, but I feel it was not the right decision for me to continue in the field for my mental health.
I spent the better parts of the last two years trying to find myself again, and move past the perceived failures. Failure is difficult for anyone. It’s not uncommon to start a new path. However, I have not always felt so rational about it over the last few months.
I’ve done a lot of growing. I’ve had some setbacks, needing to cut off some toxic and unhealthy relationships. I used to be very concerned with maintaining my independence, not wanting to depend so heavily on my husband or anyone else. The truth is, I never lost my independence. Depending on others has always scared me. Now I realize that Instead of working on that, I was trying to do everything on my own. I’m learning to trust again.
I’m going to be moving soon, and I’m excited to have a fresh start in a new city! I am very fortunate to have the love and support of my family to pursue my dreams. I’m a mother again, and I’ve settled back into being at home with both of my children. I’m learning that we all need a little help sometimes.
While I want to focus more on my physical health, my overall mental health is better, and I am not experiencing many of the symptoms of my PTSD. I am in recovery now, but it is okay to seek help and treatment if I need it in the future. Finding what works for you is what’s important.