Talking About Mental Health

So the last two times I’ve seen my dad he’s brought up my mental health. I like that he cares because most people don’t ask but, when he brings it up I don’t know how to talk about it. It’s not uncomfortable for him to bring up his own depression but my mental health is connected deeply to my childhood.

I know it. He knows it and actually I saw a therapist to talk about my issues surrounding childhood. I stopped going though but that’s not the point. The point is he keeps bringing it up. Actually he brought up pretty much every uncomfortable subject to talk about. I almost got up to dance with his girlfriend just to avoid it anymore.

I guess I just feel weird because all of a sudden he wants to know everything about it and I’ve been dealing with it my whole life. He keeps bringing up medication and therapy and I’m not feeling it. Maybe therapy but no to medication. He said his girlfriend has been on medication for 10 years. You know that’s great for her but I just don’t see that for myself.

I don’t want to depend on a pill to mellow me out. And if I don’t take it or forget to I don’t wanna have my mood change in a snap.

Anyway, I know things will get better once I start classes. I also need to fix my sleeping schedule.

I’m going to try to write more. Probably about music cause that’s what I love to write about. But maybe some stories and journal prompts.

I don’t know, I’ll figure it out.