It is quite ironic that the thing that makes me feel the best is something I put off for so long when I am going through a rut. Oh, how I have missed blogging. It’s been a while since I have posted, and the lack of a creative outlet has definitely hurt me more than it has helped me. About once a year or so, I write a blog post about mental health and my personal struggles. This is unplanned, but it always seems to work out that way.
I think the most ironic part about being a psychology major is that you are constantly learning the warning signs, symptoms, devastations, recoveries, and prevalence of mental illness – yet you are so oblivious to being able to notice them developing within yourself. I guess that’s just one of the flaws that comes with being human – we will never see ourselves entirely accurately. When you think about it, the only true reflections we have of ourselves are our mirrors and the people we surround ourselves with.