There are a lot of things I am passionate about – spirituality, self love, self care – and I am passionate about them because they all have helped me manage my mental illness. Spirituality helps remind me that I am part of this amazing Universe. Self-love reminds me that I am worthy. Self-care reminds me to take care of myself and ask for help when I’m in a bad place.

Anxiety and depression have been part of my life since I was 11 or 12. My very first journal has entries about wishing I could just disappear. About wanting to be a fashion designer but feeling like I was too fat and ugly so I was just going to be a librarian. (Sorry to all the librarians out there.) I got in trouble all throughout middle school for missing too many days because more often than not I’d wake up with debilitating stomach aches. They’d always go away once I didn’t have to go to school. Sometimes I wondered if I was making them up, even though they felt real. There was a visit to the doctor and he gave me Mylanta, an antacid, to take every morning. I don’t remember being told it was anxiety, but that’s exactly what it was.

I always wanted to sit at the back of the class, sitting up front made me feel claustrophobic and I dreaded classes where we had assigned seats. My first full blown What-Is-Happening-Am-I-Going-To-Die? panic attack happened in 9th-grade History and I had to leave the classroom, I was mortified.

I threatened to kill myself if I had to go to school for 10th grade.

I got homeschooled for a year and then it was back to High School. Prom and graduation didn’t happen for me because I skipped them, and had my diploma mailed to me. I had one friend that I didn’t like very much – she once told me I had fat arms – and I felt so alone, constantly. My depression got even worse and suicide was a constant thought in my mind. I remember sitting in the bathtub and fantasizing about it. I remember thinking about opening the door and jumping out of moving cars.

And all of that was my normal. But it wasn’t normal.

I’m surprised I made it out of my teenage years alive. No one ever saw what I was going through and if they did they didn’t say anything. I had this idea that I was crazy and that if people knew I would get locked up in a mental institution and that became an honest anxiety of mine for a very long time. Outside of my introversion, there weren’t a lot of outward signs of my depression. I got good grades, I smiled and looked happy in public, I didn’t act out in school, I was just your typical wallflower who wanted to shrivel up and die.

That’s why I want you to have a talk with your teen.

Sit down and talk about mental illness. Make that conversation normal.

When they’re little we talk about the danger of strangers to protect them. When they’re older we talk about safe sex because we want them to be healthy and responsible.

Discussion on depression needs to be brought to the table.

It needs to be talked about. We need to teach our children about mental health because we want them to be protected, safe, and healthy. Even if your kid is the happiest, most well-adjusted, teen you’ve ever met – talk about it. Depression isn’t just triggered by bad events and traumatic experiences but hormones and chemical imbalances that can affect anyone. And it is treatable. It doesn’t have to be a death sentence and for way too many kids that is exactly what it is.

Talk about suicide.

Let your child know that if they’re struggling to cope with overwhelming feelings – you are there. And if they don’t want you there – give them other resources. I made this printable that shows teen-specific suicide prevention information. Print it out and hang it on your fridge, give it to your kid during “the talk”. ((Download it here))

-Suicide is the SECOND leading cause of death for ages 10-24.
-Suicide is the SECOND leading cause of death for college-age youth and ages 12-18.
-More teenagers and young adults die from suicide than from cancer, heart disease, AIDS, birth defects, stroke, pneumonia, influenza, and chronic lung disease, COMBINED.
-Each day in our nation, there are an average of over 5,240 attempts by young people grades 7-12.*

Studies show that at least 90% of teens who kill themselves have some type of mental health problem.

So we need to talk about it.

Are you talking about it?

  • mmmmmmmmmmm

    I really hate to break the hopes of everyone but “signs” aren’t a thing. There are no set signs that your child is depressed. Or that they want to commit. We hide it. Well. Sometimes people flat out say it and no one thinks they’re serious. Other times it’s the happiest kid ever. There ARE NO set signs of a suicidal child… because everyone is different. Take it from a girl who tried multiple times… and I PROMISE there were no warning signs. Now that I’m better you would know the difference because you’ve seen my personal signs. But there are no universal signs of a depressed kid. You just have to know your own