Sunday, 14 May 2017

Growing Up With a Mental Illness

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As a little girl, I worried all the time. I would worry that when we came back to the car after a day out, someone would have broken into it or hit it and drove off. I would worry that when we came back from a day out, the house would be broken into. Every single time. 

I worried about all the things I said to people during that day and all the things I had coming up the next day, planning in my head how I was going to get through the day without embarrassing myself or things going wrong. I worried that people didn't like me. That no one wanted to really be my friend, they were just nice to me because they pitied me. In short, I worried about everything. It really saddens me to think of all the years I lost to anxiety, without even realising.

My main issue, which always has and always will be at the centre of all of my mental health problems in one way or another, is my overwhelming need for control. If you haven't already noticed, I'm such a control freak. It has to be done my way, or I'm not interested. Okay, maybe that's a slight exaggeration. I can comprise and cooperate with others, but if it's something I'm passionate about, I'll make sure I have as much control as possible.


At school, this need for control conflicted with my anxiety. I could never speak up in a group. I didn't want to share my ideas or let people know what I thought because I would constantly doubt they would ignore me or think my idea was stupid or something. Which is why I often appeared disinterested or unmotivated in group task activities. This couldn't be further from the truth. I really did care, I just didn't have the courage to speak up. 

Without getting the violins out and trying to make you all feel sorry for me because that's definitely not what I'm trying to do at all, my life has been hard. It has been full of uncertainty ever since I was a toddler. This significant level of uncertainty, much more than what most children have to go through in the first years of their life is the root of all my mental health issues. 

As a child, the things you are supposed to rely on the most, more than anything else, are your parents. I couldn't count on mine. When I was two or three my mum was very seriously ill, fighting for her life in a coma. Since then some of my most vivid memories have been of visits to the hospital in the middle of the night, with my mum who was very poorly. As a child, you need continuity, safety and protection. But throughout my childhood, none of this was really there. 

Over the years my mum's health has steadily improved. Things were looking up. In 2008, my family were hit with a bombshell. My dad had a brain tumour. This news devastated my family and me. I was only a pre-teenager, so things were still pretty hard for me to understand, however, unlike when my mum was ill, I was old enough this time to remember everything that happened that year. These memories still haunt me till this day.

When you can't rely on the things you are supposed to, you seek to control and order in other things around you. I used to check things constantly, I performed strange rituals and even controlled what I was eating. These were all external attempts to control a very internal problem. 

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More recently, lack of uncertainty, organisation and order in my college life, due to no fault of my own coinciding with the Ill health of my mum, left me at the mercy of obsessive compulsive disorder. I developed an intense and overwhelming fear of germs and contamination. I could control not getting ill by washing my hands repeatedly, avoiding touching objects or not eating with my hands. This was just another attempt to control the chaos going on around me. Trying to fix everything externally, while in fact, the problem was very much internal.

Retrospectively I now know I was suffering from anxiety and OCD as a child. But at the time I thought it was normal. I thought everyone worried as I did. When something went wrong at school or a teacher shouted at me my initial reaction was to cry. ( not gonna lie, it still is today) Wasn't every child like this though surely? Didn't all kids worry about these adult problems? As a child I was plagued by intrusive thoughts of my family falling off cliffs, being in a car crash or some other awful event. These thoughts caused me immense fear and dread. 

I now am undergoing therapy to overcome my anxiety, OCD and other mental health struggles. I'm slowly but surely working on my need for control. Letting it take up a smaller fraction of my life. 18 years of uncertainty and lack of control have really messed with my mind a bit. Of course, I don't blame my parents for what has happened to me. It's just life. Life gives us challenges to test us. 

Sorry for the long life story, which essentially all this post was. I guess if you've ever wondered how my mental problems started or when was the first time I found myself struggling with a mental illness, I guess this post may have answered your questions.

I envy young people today because of their access to social media. Children as young as eight or nine can watch Youtubers talk openly about their mental health, and as a result, they realise they are going through something similar. They are not alone and can get help. Thus mental illness robs fewer years of their life.

I'm rambling now I know! I hope you enjoyed this post. Hopefully, it gave you a clearer insight into what it is like growing up with a mental illness and how my mental health problems started.

Thanks for reading, as always X

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6 comments

  1. Oh My Goodness, what a hell of a lot to go through at such a young age, it's no wonder you're having these thoughts! It must have been difficult for you to bring up all these memories again to be able to write this so thank you for sharing, it's very brave and inspiring Nicole! I'm glad you are feeling like therapy is helping a bit and that things are looking up! You are so much stronger than you give yourself credit for and you're totally on the right track!

    I know what you mean about envying young people today - it's so great that the awareness on mental health is beginning to finally break the stigma, I can't imagine how much different things would be for many of us if it had happened just a few years earlier, but now I'm hoping it will really help many people suffering!

    JosieVictoriaa // Fashion, Travel & Lifestyle

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    1. aw thank you Josie! Its become very normal for me to talk about my past now because of therapy. Thank you though x

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  2. I can identify with a lot of your feelings. I also have a need for control which may have stemmed from instability of no father around around and one who did some awful things. I think on reflection I was an anxious child to. I didn't have the care free attitude that children often have. I was always scared of doing things. Well done for keeping going xx Naomi
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    1. aw I'm sorry to hear this! You are so strong! Keep fighting!

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  3. I had no idea this is what you and your family had to go through Nicole, I am so sorry to hear this. I do hope everything is better now regarding your family though! I do find it interesting to read/hear about how peoples mental health problems came about, they tend to start from a very young age like yourself. I can relate to quite a bit of this, as I used to be the worlds biggest worrier when I was little and I thought it was normal as well, but obviously found out its not and I have suffered anxiety for longer than I thought!

    Lucy | Forever September

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    1. Yes, I think our situations are very similar! it is the same for most people, I think! Which is such a shame

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