Breaking the Bell Jar
My name is Hannah Matthews. I am 20 years old. I have a secret and it is called depression. The reason for this blog is to discuss my longtime battle with this illness. In an answer to lack of personal stories about getting better and changing the norm I decided to do something about it. I don't represent everyone with mental health illnesses, but I do know what it's like to feel isolated. We are not alone. I am breaking my bell jar.
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Monday, 27 February 2012
The Body
My body walks. My mouth talks. My mind drifts. How I wish all three could come together again.
Sunday, 26 February 2012
Fire
The fire inside has died. I do not remember the exact moment of it being extinguished. No ember remains, simply coal. No fanning will bring the fire back to life. My soul is lost. It is only my body that walks and talks. All that is left is emptiness and strangeness to my manners. Where do I find a spark?
Wednesday, 8 February 2012
Let's Talk
Today is Bell Let's Talk Day in order to raise awareness for people suffering from mental health illnesses. Its so great to highlight the most important part of raising awareness about these devastating illnesses: we need to start talking about it. Erase the stigma! One of my heroes, Michael Landsberg, talks openly about his depression and some facts about how many Canadians do suffer from Mental Illness. Give it a watch!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ORgewkVpQjg
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ORgewkVpQjg
Thursday, 26 January 2012
Cancer of the Mind
I have cancer of the mind. I can feel each tick of a second as if it lasts a lifetime. It's numbing yet all encompassing at the same time. It pulls your body downwards, your eyelids almost closing, your mouth immobile. Your head is the heaviest part of your body and it feels like it could snap off your neck at any moment. But the physical compares nothing to your thoughts. All I want to do is die. My friend lives in a high rise condo downtown with a balcony. One jump and all of this would be over. A subway train would be fast but messy.
Disturbed yet? You should be. The demon is still there, snaking its way in my brain. Beckoning me until it is too late to turn back. I can't win. As much as I pull and tug the demon will not budge. It simply moves from my mind to my soul, eating my insides away.
Disturbed yet? You should be. The demon is still there, snaking its way in my brain. Beckoning me until it is too late to turn back. I can't win. As much as I pull and tug the demon will not budge. It simply moves from my mind to my soul, eating my insides away.
Saturday, 14 January 2012
Everything I Am
I may not be the prettiest or the wittiest
I may not be the smartest or the kindest
I may not be the bravest or the funniest
I may not be everything you expect
But I am true to myself.
What more can I ask for?
I may not be the smartest or the kindest
I may not be the bravest or the funniest
I may not be everything you expect
But I am true to myself.
What more can I ask for?
Saturday, 7 January 2012
Will It Always Be Like This?
Wow. I can't believe I made it through another day like yesterday. I feel much better today but still a little worn out. Part of what got to me yesterday was: what if I have these experiences every few months for the rest of my life? I really don't know if I am strong enough to survive that.
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