Mental health can play a vital role in your life. Whether you may have a mental illness or are going through some circumstances that can affect your mental health, it is definitely something that should not be ignored. Let's be real with ourselves: no one is perfect. We all have flaws and insecurities. They don't make us any better than anyone else nor do they make us any worse than others.
As a man in society, we have been shown that being vulnerable and emotional makes us weak and pathetic. For most of us men, we have been told to either "suck it up", "man up", or that "boys/men don't cry". That is the complete opposite. Crying doesn't make you weak. A man crying in society today shouldn't be attacked or damaging. It should be seen as them expressing their emotions about something that's going with them. My mom has told me that it is ok for a man to cry sometimes.
For me personally, I have experienced a lot of things in my life that have affected me mentally as well as physically, emotionally, spiritually, etc. I went through depression at a young age. I'll never forget how I felt when I had to go to special education class because I never talked to anyone except my mom. I didn't even talk to my teachers. At that time, so much went on at home that it impacted my performance in school. This occurred during my first few years in elementary schools. As the years went by, I gotten a lot better with my speech issues. However, that wasn't the only thing that affected my mental health.
I have never told anyone this, but I am dyslexic. I have been this way my entire life. I always had trouble when it came to reading and comprehension. Anytime I tried to read, I could never understand what I was reading, and I sometimes had issues remembering what I read. You could say that short-term memory loss in terms of reading lengthy materials was something that affected how I comprehended my reading. The harder it was for me to understand what I was reading, the more I developed a dislike for reading. As it got harder for me, I also developed so many feelings of pain and sorrow because I kept telling myself that I just couldn't do it no matter how hard I tried. Of course, dyslexia is not a mental health illness, but having dyslexia really impacted my mental health.
For a long time, I've hated who I was. In elementary and middle school (even in high school for a little while), I wanted to change my image so many times because I never fit in with others. I was considered the odd ball. I was bullied and called names like "nerd", "geek", "ugly", and other names like this. It got so bad to the point where I even fed lies to myself and said that I wasn't good enough. let what others have said about me ruin my own thoughts about myself. Girls have told me that I would never get a girlfriend, and that no one would ever love because of how ugly I was. I cried myself to sleep so much at home because I never knew why they said those things about me. I always felt that I was a nice person. Suicidal thoughts even began to form in my head. I just couldn't take it anymore. My mom stopped me from attempting to do so and had a long conversation with me. She told me that it didn't matter what others said about me. The only thing that mattered was what God saw when He looked at me. I didn't understand at the time, but as I got older, I gained a better understanding of it.
Sometimes, those insecurities and flaws get to me even now as an adult. It just brings back those horrible memories of what I went through. But now, I do my best to give myself positive affirmations each and everyday. I say things like "I am enough", "I am smart", "I can do this", or "I will do that". I had to learn the hard way that despite my own flaws, I was created to be who I am for a reason. No one can do me better than I can. No one can be me better that I can. And that's not being being cocky. I am being transparent and confident in knowing that I love myself no matter what happens. I may not be perfect, but what human on earth is? I embrace my flaws and insecurities because they don't define me. They are just a part of who I am. I've made mistakes in my past. I have scars. I have secrets. Some people love me. Some people like me. Some people even don't care for me at all, and that's fine!
My brokenness is my beauty. My weaknesses are my strengths. My struggles are my gifts. My pain has purpose! I won't pretend to be something I'm not.
I am proud of who I am.
I am proud of who God created me to be.
I am more than a conqueror.
I am a warrior.
I AM IMPERFECTLY PERFECT!!
My advice for you: You should love yourself in spite your own flaws as well! It is about time that you know your worth, and then add tax to it! You are enough! You are fearfully and wonderfully made! Take care of yourself. Your mental health is so important. Stay positive! Keep going! Keep striving and pushing! The best is yet to come!