07/10/2026
It's Mental Illness Awareness Week, and this one is close to my heart 💚
Just the other night, my mom shared that in her day, people whose minds worked differently were written off as "crazy" or said to have "caught the vapors." My parents had no framework for mental health. As a teen, I felt a part of me was broken and had no name for it.
I recognized my depression in my 20s, after a dear college friend shared his own struggle with chronic depression. His honesty gave me courage to name mine. Still, I didn't get counseling until my 40s. That's how long silence can delay support.
Mental illness doesn't always look like a crisis. Often, it looks like someone still showing up, still smiling, quietly feeling something is off.
Awareness shortens that wait. It looks like talking about mental health openly, noticing when someone has gone quiet, and listening without rushing to fix. Sometimes it's sharing your own story, the way my friend shared his.
Today, my kids talk openly with me about their mental health, on good days and hard ones. I'm so grateful for that, because a safe conversation is often where support begins.
If you're carrying it quietly right now, you're not alone. Say yes to this week. Start one of those conversations, with someone you love or yourself. Caring for your mental health is one of the most important gifts you can give yourself 🌿
➡️ Who in your life could use that conversation this week?