Walking on the tight rope.

Walking the tight rope

Mental health is a bitch. It is a reactive, sensitive balancing act that, for some, seems like no problem at all and for others can be a precarious tight rope walk, just waiting to fall and hoping there is a net somewhere deep below. 

I was on that tight rope for a long time. I suffered with depression for many months, if not years and I suffered from post natal depression (PND) and anxiety with maybe a bit of post traumatic stress disorder (PTSD) thrown in there after having my daughter. Every now and again I feel like I’m back on it, wobbling. Not very often thankfully but every now and again. Today is not one of those days but I can completely understand how someone feels up there. 

My blog name is theperfectjuggler, which, for the most part is a ‘tongue in cheek’ name but, sometimes that extra ball can be the difference between having good mental health and it all going down the pan very quickly. 

The government have, this week, said that they will be putting more funding into mental health care. Perfect timing as Monday 16 January is known as ‘Blue Monday’. The most depressing day of the year. 

They want to make workplaces more able to help and support those with mental health issues, they want schools to teach about how to maintain good mental health and for teachers to know how to be aware of children who may be developing mental health issues and how to deal with those who already have them. They are also upping the funding into mental health services for pregnant women and new mothers. All of which have been seriously lacking. I agree with this focus and hope that they actually see this initiative through. 

Ironically I have just had to tell the department I work for that I will no longer be able to lead their Wellbeing group as my own mental health was suffering. This one added responsibility which I was passionate about and enjoyed, was the ball I could no longer juggle, and before I dropped it I had to put it down voluntarily.

I know lots of people that are suffering with ‘bad’ mental health, 1 in 4 of us will suffer with a mental health issue in our life time and I just want to say, I get it. I get feeling so low that you want to hide. I get that you don’t want to talk about it. I get that sometimes, it seems like the best way for everyone would be if you weren’t around anymore. I get that you didn’t think you could cry anymore but you do and I get that some people don’t get it. 

I also get that it can get better by focusing on the good things in your life and removing some of the bad ones, by not letting yourself become insular and selfish, by helping yourself climb back up the ladder to the tightrope, even if it’s just one tiny step at a time. It can get better by seeking help, and support from professionals, from family and from friends. By developing resilience techniques like mindfulness, meditation and exercise, to use when you next have a wobble. And lastly to realise that you can’t necessarily change what happens to you but only you can change how you deal with it when it does. 

Things will get better, I promise, I’m proof that they do. 

Free period.

There has been a lot of talk recently about feminine hygiene products and the tax which the government put upon them many, many years ago because, as all ladies obviously know, they’re apparently a luxury product!!

my local celeb
 Russell Howard Good News Tampon Tax
Russell Howard put it well this week on Good News and I love him for it (my claim to fame is that I paid for petrol next to him as he’s a local celeb…may have got more excited than necessary!).

This is seriously one of the most moronic taxes out there (there are quite a few to choose from granted) and it just shows that the majority of MPs are men because it recently was debated in the House of Commons and STILL was not changed! It’s not bad enough we also have to spend money on new knickers because we have, yet again, not changed at the right time or got caught out. It’s not bad enough that we have to buy our weight in biscuits, carbs and chocolate. It’s not bad enough we should all be given shares out in Neurofen as a right of passage but hey, we’ll pay 20% extra on the products that are specifically designed to help deal with a monthly thing us woman CAN NOT help. 

Some women are protesting by not wearing any form of sanitary product (even that term sounds outdated) but despite my loathing of paying VAT on what I would class as definitely essential items, I would not put anyone through having to see my ‘Texas chainsaw massacre’ debacle for 5 to 7 days every month. It’s bad enough they have to put up with my mood swings, my period clothes (we all have them don’t we??), my spotty face and my hot water bottle if they’re lucky.  

So I shall sign the petition and look into moon cups until we finally see sense and have a woman Prime Minister or, at the very least, a female health secretary who could decide to give them out free like they do with contraceptives. Lord knows, we couldn’t do any worse than Jeremy Hunt!!