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Giving A Name To Your Mental Illness

If you've read my blog before, you will have noticed my "Dear Becky" series. To amend any confusion, Becky is my GAD (anxiety).
A mental illness. It's an evil entity, but it only fights for its own survival. No-one could really say that's wrong, as that's what we all do. But when a survival method becomes destructive, it's hated and loathed. 'Becky' seems like such a trivial name to give something so dark.

They say giving something a name gives it power, and that's why I held off. But when the name was christened, the power was thrown onto me.
I didn't feel weak anymore.
I was able to take control. Then Becky wasn't such a dark entity anymore.
She was still strong, capable of corrupting my mind, taking over my body, paralysing me.
But I had grasped some control.
I was determined to fight for my own survival, as Becky had fought for hers. She had fought long and hard and was no stranger to overkill, but with the simple act of naming 'It', I was finally ready to retake myself, to retake my mind.

When that fear was lost, I became more powerful than anything Becky could ever throw at me. I was able to prevent her from possessing my body and make it act under her will. I could frighten away the thoughts she forced into my brain.
At the thoughts of dying, Becky sometimes became more aggressive, and would win a battle here and there. But I am determined that I will win this war, and she will no longer infect my mind.

All minds are terribly susceptible to corruption. Minds are fragile and influenced in some manner everyday. Our minds are frightening, and mental illness scares even the bravest of us.
If we don't understand, we are scared. If we don't understand, we ignore.
And when we ignore the mentally ill, their minds can be wholly infected with a dark ocean.
Sometimes, we are beaten down into the darkness with just a simple word.
Minds are so vulnerable.
Sick minds are not weak. They are not crazy. They are not inhuman.
Becky is a part of me. Millions of others have their own Becky, and that's ok.
We'd prefer to be without them, but they make us who we are and we are so much more than our mental illnesses.

So fight your own Becky. Think of them as a little monster inside your head that you're not afraid to confront. You can fight them, and even if it takes a hundred shots, you'll win.
A warrior should never stop fighting, and should never be afraid to ask for help.
Help is never a sign of weakness. It's a sign of humanity and strength.

Whatever your Becky, know a light is there, somewhere.
You just have to find your way through the darkness to find it.

Hope you enjoyed this blog post, and hopefully it'll help you or someone you know.
I post every Wednesday, but for reminders, you can follow me on these social medias;
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