At the beginning of the year, I challenged myself to 52 short films in one year… again. I succeeded in 2011 and despite being three months behind this year, I can still catch up if I actually sit down/stand up and do it. The problem is that I have recently begun my mental health medication again and it has made me incredibly restless. So instead of depression preventing me from continuing with my project, I now have fidgety impulses that are preventing me from concentrating on said project. Or most projects. Seriously. Writing this is difficult.

Now, I am doing much better than I had been. We’ve adjusted my meds and I can feel the side effects starting to wind down. So I am hoping in the next week or so that I can return to all my projects and writing like normal. At first, I was reluctant to explain what’s been going on in terms of my mental health, but I remembered that as an advocate for the destigmatization, I need to be open about my experiences.

You, there. You are not alone in your struggles. I’ve been you. I’ve been to hell and back. I’ve been the Phoenix rising from the suicidal ashes. You can, too.

Getting help is not weakness. If you are sick, you go to the doctor. Being depressed is like being knocked out with the flu.

Take care of yourselves. We can get through this. We always do.