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Glasses + Mental Health: A Connection

When I was ten years old, I told my mom that I thought I needed glasses and she didn’t believe me. See, my best friend had just gotten glasses and she thought that I just wanted them to be more like her. However, when I persisted, she agreed to take me to the eye doctor, mostly to get me off her back, I’m sure. Much to her surprise, it turned out that I did, in fact, need glasses. The first time I put them on, I remember being so amazed at how clearly I could see everything on the drive home. I could see the individual leaves on the trees around us, I could see the street names on all of the signs, I could see the world with a new perspective. You see, it wasn’t until I actually put the glasses on that I realized what I had been missing out on. I didn’t realize that my eyesight was any worse than anyone else’s – I just assumed that what I saw was the same thing as what everyone else was seeing.

My experience of mental health is much the same.

It can be very easy to go through life thinking that you are alone in your experiences, thinking that you are the only one who has ever felt the way you feel, or thinking that everyone else is going through the same things and they just happen to be handling it all much better than you are. I was sitting in a university lecture on psychopathology the first time I realized that my experiences might not be normal. We were reading through the DSM, looking at the diagnostic criteria for various anxiety and mood disorders and all of a sudden, it clicked – these thoughts and feelings that I was having, that I had been having for as long as I could remember, they weren’t necessarily things that everyone else was going through. For so long, I had chalked it up to the stress of being a full-time student and working part-time and being four hours away from home. But now, I could see that maybe, just maybe, there was something more at play.

Even after learning all I could about psychology and the brain and all these disorders, it never occurred to me that my mental health would ever be considered ‘bad’ enough to merit a real diagnosis or treatment. In much the same way that I didn’t know how bad my eyesight was until I put on glasses for the first time, I didn’t realize how much of my life was impacted by my mental health until I started making it a priority. For some people, this might mean medication or therapy, for others it might simply mean regular exercise, meditation and healthy eating. Everyone is different. Just as my glasses wouldn’t do much to help someone who is farsighted, there is no one size fits all prescription for mental health.

In the same way that some people wear glasses or contacts, some people take medication or go to therapy. This is nothing to be scared or ashamed of. Sure, some people might call you four-eyes or laugh or judge because they don’t know what it’s like, but there are more and more people o