5 Ways Living With Mental Illness Has Made Me a Better Person


When I was diagnosed with depression and anxiety over six years ago, it came as a shock. Well not entirely, because for the last month I had gone from crying a little about some probably irrational things to sobbing on the floor for no reason at all. But before that, I never would have guessed “mental illness” and “Allie” would ever show up in the same sentence. I couldn’t even estimate how many times over the past six years I’ve asked, Why me? Why was everyone else I knew “fine” while I was curled in fetal position on the floor of my room sobbing uncontrollably without reason? Why were they allowed to have nice, “normal,” fun lives while I was spending time in and out of appointments with psychologists, therapists and psychiatrists? Why did I struggle with self-harm and an eating disorder while they happily enjoyed a day at the beach or pool in their bikinis? Why was I hiding under my covers because I had no motivation to face the day while others were out enjoying their “once-in-a-lifetime” high school years? I’ve spent a lot of time angry, sad, confused, lonely and hurting. Really hurting.

But not always. Life’s a roller coaster and so is depression. On the worse days, depression means hiding under my covers for most of the day, canceling get-togethers and calling in sick and has led to a couple visits to the ER. It means numbness, lack of motivation and irritability. At one point, it meant six weeks away in treatment.

But not every day is like that. There are better days, too. Days I feel OK. I can get up, get ready for the day, spend time with friends and get things done. I can smile a real smile, and even laugh a true laugh. On these good days, I don’t focus on those terrible moments or hours or days. On the really good days, I find myself grateful for what my mental illness has taught me and who I’ve become through my battle. One of those good days happens to be today. And today I honestly believe my battles with depression, anxiety, self-harm and an eating disorder have made me a better person. And here’s why:

1. I know my strengths and weaknesses.

In my experience, therapy only works if I’m being open, honest and often vulnerable. That means discussing my often harmful perfectionistic and people-pleasing qualities and bringing to light those negative thoughts I have about myself and my body. I know my triggers to negative behaviors. I know what I can handle on bad days and what I can’t. And of course my treatment also includes learning to recognize the positives. What am I good at? What do I enjoy? What makes me tick? One of my “assignments” was to make a list of my strengths. Trust me, it was tough, because depression and low self-esteem means I often have blinders on to everything besides the negatives. But I did it. And now I can more easily admit my positives. And not only that, I’m proud of them. I’m compassionate, smart and sensitive. I care deeply about others. I’m thoughtful and warm. Without the treatment for my mental illness, I’m not sure I would ever have reason to be so reflective about who I am as a person.

2. I am perseverant and strong.

There are days I just want to give up. Days I shake on the floor sobbing, wishing it could all just be over. But I’ve made it through each moment of hell and come out on the other side. I’m made it through residential treatment, eating disorder day programs, ER visits and self-harm treatment. Days like today, I look back on all of that and feel like I could do absolutely anything.

3. I am honest and open.

First of all, in therapy. At first I was closed off and embarrassed, but I slowly became more confident and comfortable with my therapist and now I don’t hide a thing. Second of all, with others. Outside of sharing my struggles with about 10 close family members and friends, I kept my mental illness a secret for a long time. But after three years, I couldn’t take it anymore. I wrote a blog post about everything and put a link to it on my social media. I received messages from my friends asking questions and seeking answers and I’m more than happy to tell them about my experiences.

4. I am compassionate and better able to understand struggles of others.

I’ve dealt with depression, anxiety, self-harm and an eating disorder. I know what it feels like to have no motivation, to be terrified of social gatherings, to want to cancel get-togethers and hide under blankets all day. I get those feelings of not being good enough or self-loathing or feeling like none of it’s worth it. So when I see others struggling, I can be there with a listening ear and a helping hand. My “I understand” is a genuine understanding. It’s an “I get you. I get this. And I’m here for you.”

5. I don’t take the good for granted.

Having experienced so much darkness in the past few years, I have learned to be more appreciative of the light. With depression, I never know how long a period of “OK” will last, so I don’t take it for granted. And after days or weeks of feeling lonely and unmotivated and numb, a day with some motivation and hop in my step feels like a miraculous gift. You know when you’re in a dark room for an extended period of time and then someone turns on the light? And for a moment you can’t see because your eyes aren’t used to the brightness? Good days with depression are like that. Light is so much stronger after becoming used to the darkness. And good days seem so much better after becoming so used to the bad ones.

On the worst days, I wish only that my mental illness could be taken away and I could live a “normal” life. But on days like today, I can say I’m truly grateful for what my struggles have shaped me into. I look at myself and what I’ve gone through and I’m genuinely proud of the person I’ve become. On days like today, I wouldn’t change a thing.

If you or someone you know is struggling with an eating disorder, you can call the National Eating Disorders Association Helpline at 1-800-931-2237.
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