Diego Miranda
Janel Spencer
WRT101S 12157
Oct. 7, 2019
Mental health is one of the topics that no one really wants to talk about; there is a certain stigma around it that pushes people from wanting to get help. But every year, about 1 in 5 U.S. adults struggle with some form of mental health issues (NAMI). No one is immune to mental health issues, including me. This is my struggle with mental health.
I grew up in a military orientated family. My father was in the Air Force and we moved around a lot. When my family was in one place, my father’s job usually took him away, either on deployments, tdy trips, or something else related to his job. After my father retired from the Air Force, he was gone for over a year for his new job. It wasn’t that my father didn’t want to be there, he just worked so much so my family could have everything that he didn’t have when he was younger. My father being gone most of the time was stressful for my family. My mom was working a job and was watching my two younger brothers who were around one and nine. My oldest sister was in her first year of college and so my mom had less help around the house and relied on my other sister and I a lot more.
Growing up I got used to my father being gone a lot and moving around all the time. Most of the times we moved it was just another thing. Except my sophomore year of high school, we moved halfway through the year all the way from Nebraska to England for my dad’s contracting job. Nebraska was the place I stayed at the longest. I felt as if I actually had a reason to stay at this place. I made a lot of friends, did good in school, and I had been dating someone for around two years at the time. It felt like I was being ripped away from all those things just to move and start all over again. After being in England for a little bit, my girlfriend at the time ended up cheating on me and it really took a toll on me. We ended up breaking up and I just took all those feelings and pushed them deep down and ignored them. Then whenever they wanted to come up, I just pushed them down more and distracted myself with something else. Throughout the last four years this was a common thing for me.
After high school I ended up joining the military myself because it was what my grandfather did, and my father also. I was going for a really physically demanding job that a lot of people had tried but failed out of due to injury, quitting, or just not meeting the standards. After trying out for this job for about three months I ended up getting injured, I had tears in my patella and quadriceps tendon. They ended up taking me out of the program and said I wouldn’t be able to try out anymore and was being forced to do a different job. This hit me pretty deep. I had spent around a year getting ready physically and mentally for this job and just like that it was over. Just like back in high school I took these feelings and pushed them down till they weren’t there. After getting injured, it wasn’t until 4 months later that I could move since I had to be completely healed up before I could start this other job that was chosen for me. Every day it was the same things, physical therapy, stretching, and sitting around in a room waiting for my injury to get better. Being there alone felt really depressing. I felt like I was doing nothing with my life and that I was a disappointment for getting injured and I blamed everything on myself. I ended up pushing my family and friends away, which ended up being worse because I felt even more alone.
After finally recovering from my injury, I was able to move on. I was excited and also sad. Excited because I was finally able to move on and do something, but at the same time sad because it wasn’t what I joined the military to do. I spent the next four months in North Texas training for my new job, C-130 Crew Chief. Which basically was a mechanic on C-130 aircraft. Being there training for my new job and meeting new people, it kind of got my mind off of everything. But every so often I would think about getting injured and not being good enough, or something would remind me of it which would lead me to thinking about it also, and just like before, I would push all these feelings down.
After leaving North Texas, I went to Tucson for my first duty station. Here they have people that are in the career field that I was got taken out of because of my injury and seeing them was bittersweet. It was nice and cool to see them and interact with them, but at the same time it sucked because all I could think about is how that could be me. After being in Tucson for a little while my command here said I had to go see Mental Health. After seeing Mental Health they said I needed to go to a behavioral health institute because I was a danger to myself because I was depressed. I was in the behavioral health institute for over a week and every day we had to go to group talks and learn coping skills and do things to release stress.
Throughout most of my life I avoided my emotions and just pushed them away instead of facing them. I felt like I should be able to deal with my emotions by myself, which was pushing how I felt away, so I didn’t talk to anybody about what I was feeling, This just let things build up on me and I didn’t even notice it. It was obvious to the point where my command noticed I needed help.
Today my physiatrist teaches me how to express how I’m feeling and how to deal with stress and depression. She said that even though I don’t always know how to express how I’m feeling it is still good to try to talk about it and to rely on someone for a good support system instead of pushing away everything and letting it build up. I used to think that talking about your feelings made you weak and that you should be able to deal with things by yourself. I realized it is good to talk with someone about how your feeling. So that you’re not holding on to unsolved or confusing feelings. This way you can solve problems with other people better, including relationship issues. Everyone’s struggle with mental health issues is different, whether it be from abuse, stress, or many other reasons but no one should be scared to get help in the healthy and right way.
Works Cited
“NAMI.” NAMI, https://www.nami.org/learn-more/mental-health-by-the-numbers.