My Story

My Story:

All the way up to my late teens, I was not fully aware of what it meant to be mindful of one’s own mental health until I realized that some of the people who I care about the most were struggling with their own mental health. During my realization, I had noticed that these people no longer enjoyed life like they use to and were spiraling into a hole in which they did not know how to get out of. These holes were only getting bigger and bigger as time went on, which was really hard to see. So I did what I could and just listened and comforted them in the ways that I knew how. Although these things helped, more was needed from other places. Where were they supposed to turn when they were dealing with these internal crises? Many of these issues they were dealing with had existed even before they were born and had been compounded over their lifetime. Dealing with this historical and generational trauma was something one could not prepare for and should not be something one  has to prepare for. As a result, my loved ones reached a point where they could no longer manage on their own because they did not have the proper tools they needed to keep them going. Seeing my favorite people suffer pushed me to start my own healing journey of reflection and understanding to begin to help them. This new journey of seeking guidance and resources to help myself and loved ones with our mental health was my way of showing love to those who need it. 

Resources

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Self Care Activites

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