Unpack Those Boxes - Tumblr Posts

Lemme tell you it was a real fucking surprise when -sometime after my 30th birthday and a lifetime of depression- my Dad decided to casually tell me about all the fucking people in my family who have had mental health problems.

Down both sides of the family, as well. Depression, addiction, bipolar disorder, possible schizophrenia, suicides, my great grandma died alone in a fucking mental hospital -I'm sorry Bridget, I'm sure you deserved better- in the 20's and no one thought to MENTION it?!?

I'm alright now. I've been to a lot of therapy. I take my pills. I know how to ask for help when I need it. But it drives me batshit because my parents are Nice People who Don't Talk About Things Like That - cough, religious, cough- no one thought to fucking mention it? No "hey bubbles, you've got a long history of mental health issues coming for you, be on the look out and let someone know if you need help" Nope. Just tiny me, sad and alone and in trouble for Causing Problems. Shout out to all the younger versions of me. We've really done our best.