Unfortunately, in my experience, there is still a stigma attached to mental health issues, particularly in the Black and Asian community, which I believe is slowly changing.
It's never easy telling someone about your mental health. It's never easy trying to explain the heavy feeling in your chest, the lack of motivation you have, the heavy head and whirlwind of sad thoughts constantly sitting in the back of your head.
For as long as I can remember, I have heard people say they are "so OCD" or "I definitely have OCD", a throw away comment because they had just spent an hour deep cleaning their house or they had to straighten a wonky picture on the wall. Comments that made me doubt and question myself for years. Why? Because all along I was suffering with OCD (Obsessive Compulsive Disorder) yet I wasn't aware.
Having a dissociative disorder means that I haven't been myself for a long time. I feel like a mimic of myself. I'm a person trying my best to play ‘me’, when I haven't been properly briefed on who it is I'm meant to be playing. It's confusing to say the least.
