This day each year encourages people to take just five minutes out of their day to hold a conversation about mental health with friends, family, colleagues, or anyone else you can think of. Participants can log their five minutes on the Time To Change website in the hope of gaining an idea how how much time was spent on this day talking about mental health.
There are some who argue that depression is not an illness. ''Pull yourself together. This is a first world problem if I've ever seen one. Come with me to Africa and I'll show you people who have a right to be depressed." All I can say to people who say such things is that I'm not able to rationalize it like that.
I know I sound nihilistic but I do try to make peace with my pessimism. Even in childhood, my thoughts were never cuddly and warm. They were mostly unforgiving and I know no one is as cruel to me as me. I've always lobbed grenades at myself. If I try and stop, the thoughts get more persistent. The only thing I have to ease the situation is that I practice mindfulness and have done for many years. Every morning I sit in one place and it's agony because my mind is screaming for me to get up, do something...
I used to read a great deal about spirits and how to lead a life that is "spiritual" with the hope and desire to find answers to so many questions that I used to ask. Always dreaming that the next book would hold the key - a great deal of my time was spent searching. Book after book, chapter after chapter, always seeking and asking and not a great deal of "doing".
I started my journey to publicise the book in New York. Everyone tells me they love New York, to me it's a gang rape on the senses. I want to confess war crimes after being kept up all night listening to trash trucks clanging. I took the subway late one night after a show, waited two hours for the right train and witnessed bedlam; feral people were howling like wolves...
If you're struggling with the management of stress then the following three sub-sections will assist in the speedy management and control of stress. However before jumping in it's important to understand that stress isn't anything secretive but simply behaviour adopted as a result of a number of external events that have caused a reaction based on your values and beliefs.
Having gone through depression myself, I decided to set up an awareness and support system for fathers/carers for people suffering with postnatal depression called Fathers Reaching out. While the illness is being treated the man/carer has to deal with the bills, work, money, school/hospital runs, the household, children and the stigma of mental health problems.
Professional wrestling is a colourful, jolly and light-hearted form of entertainment. We become personally invested in the trials and tribulations of our on-screen heroes (and villains) who shoulder the burden of iconic status for many people across the world. It is perhaps therefore no wonder that news of depression, addiction and death are particularly shocking for wrestling fans.
Knowing how my own mother felt, one of the worst products of suffering from depression or addiction is dealing with the social stigma attached to it. Embarrassment, shame and humiliation are some of the shattering emotions our society has smeared on a very real problem. Who deemed it so, that a person suffering from depression should be less deserving of recognition and compassion?
His daughter had to leave social media after abuse from trolls, who may have even possibly sent her images of her father's autopsy (and then threatened to print it out to use as toilet paper). His wife has been subjected to whispers and speculation as to why she may not have spent the night in the same room as her husband...
In the beginning things were fine, we lived in tribes with family members. We all shared the same genes so we trusted and protected each other. The bad news about this is the bit about all being related which caused infinite mutations; some of our cousins had more fingers than needed, others had their feet growing backwards.