One night this week during dinner, we were talking about how my three-year-old son Tucker is a lot like me (because he is sensitive and empathetic), and my 6 year old daughter said, “because you’re always sad?”
It took my breath away.
I knew that this was a teachable moment and my reaction was important because ending the shame and stigma around mental illness starts at home.
I replied, “We don’t know if Tucker’s brain is sick like mommy’s because he’s too little.”
I 👏 am 👏 so 👏 tired 👏 of 👏 depression 👏
I don’t want this. I don’t want to be the mom that is always sad— but I also know that I’m human. I’m a human that was born with a chemical imbalance in my brain. And I’m doing my best.
I know they can see that too.
Be well, be kind, fight the stigma