Today at the group we used some Cognitive Behavioural Therapy tools to look at issues group members were going through. One of the issues that came up is quite a common one for people sadly; taking medication for mental health. It’s such a good point the actress Jennifer Lawrence (above) makes about how it seems more socially acceptable and the correct thing to do to take medication for illness, but as soon as someone takes medication for their mental health it seems to be looked at differently by some. The stigma around this can bring shame which can then go on to affect one’s self-worth. If the right medication works for them and they are able to talk about their issues what’s the problem? Although some headway has been made in terms of reducing stigma around issues like this there is still some way to go. Below is someone’s experiences of dealing with such issues. (Taken from the healthplace.com website)
Seeing Through The Stigma of Medication
The reason why I feel a little nervous about writing this piece is because of the antipsychiatry groups that have been known to be harsh to mental health bloggers. However, I am entitled to my experience and my opinion, and I feel that it is vital to see through the stigma that surrounds mental health medication.
Before taking any new medication prescribed by my doctor, I research the side-effects as I assume there will always be some, and I ask a lot of questions, which he is always willing to discuss with me. How can I judge something if I am not truly informed about it? Medication is not for everyone, but when it comes to mental illness, well let’s face it, it is most of the time.
I accept medication for what it is. I used to curse my pill box every night before I went to bed, saw them as a nuisance, and something to be despised. I began to realize that my medications were not there to make my life miserable, but they were actually keeping me sane and healthy and I soon learned to form a new relationship with them. Taking medication soon became routine, similar to brushing my teeth or taking a shower, and now I don’t even give them a second thought.
Yes, the weight gain, dry mouth, tremors, twitches, and side-effects alike will never cease to annoy me, but in my heart I know that I have made the right decision for the ‘insanity’ has been at bay, and I am able to rise, yet sometimes groggy, to see a new day. If I am healthy enough to see another day, then I know that it has all been worth it