Hi there, it’s been a while.
Leap years have always been something special to me. But somehow the last leap year threw a curveball at me. 2020 was the year, the world came crashing down. Covid happened. Covid-19 took over 2020 in the same way, how I, being a December 1992 (also a leap year) baby relate way more to the 1993 kids.
So 2020 did something unexpected. For the first time in my whole life – 2020 as a leap year, did not bring in joy. But instead, it led me to a path of self discovery.
Between 2020 and 2024 – I learned so much about myself. My deepest and darkest sides and desires. I was brought face to face with all my weaknesses. And heck, I did not know I had so many.
Or maybe I had just internalized all of them for far too long, that they had become part of my personality and I didn’t know I could exist outside of them.
So for the first 27 years of my life, I co-existed with my mental illness. And here we go with yet another “I’m mentally ill” story. Gen Z is all about embracing their mental health struggles right? I don’t say this to sound trendy. But I’ve been quite vocal about my journey over the past several years. But maybe it’s the American way of life – but I became hyper aware of all of my issues. And for the first time I was able to label my issues which helped me understand a lot deeper what my mental illness was all about.
That’s the thing with America, they have so many labels. There’s a label for everyone. I remember when labels where just names they gave us at birth. But now everyone needs to know what my gender, sexual orientation, political orientation, place of birth, education level, generation, past and present mental illnesses are.
And when I moved to America in 2016 (another leap year), I was introduced to all of these labels. And I unfolded what each of them meant to me. I understood myself a little bit more with every new label I came across.
I was “diagnosed” with anxiety first. Then bipolar. Maybe borderline personality? Complex PTSD? I most definitely had a mood disorder. I would react to the ebbs and flows of the real world a lot more differently than an average person. So I always felt “different”. I didn’t know if I was “crazy” different. But I was different.
And then Covid-19 happened. And internet happened. And capitalism happened that stripped all the young people of reasonable resources to live. And somehow, it was a HUGE equalizer. I know it affected me dramatically, but I saw even so-called “normal” people getting affected dramatically.
And now I almost started “belonging”. There were so many resources I came across. Books, articles, blogs, Reddit forums, psychiatrists, medication, therapists, lifestyle changes, chat bots. You name it, I’ve tried it.
And a little by little, my mental health got a little bit better. And I don’t think everything is solved right now. But I know that I have the ability to solve whatever hasn’t been. It’s been a huge fish out of water experience so far, but this fish has learned how to breath air without gills now.
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