Why a Taboo Subject?

I wrote this as a guest post on Sophie's blog and I decided to repost it on my blog. This post was originally posted on Cotton Cloth Eco in May - Mental Health Awareness Month.

Its Mental Health awareness month.
And I'm wondering why it's such a taboo subject?
Depression is something that affects 1 in 4 people and the number of people getting diagnosed every year is increasing.
Depression affects everyone differently, with different symptoms and you can't always figure out why you feel, the way you feel.

I suffer from depression and have been diagnosed twice first time with Seasonal Affective Disorder (Seasonal depression) in 2012 and then mild Clinical depression in 2013.
For people that know me, it was hard for them to believe that I suffer from depression.
When I was diagnosed, I found it hard to tell anyone about what I was going through and when I did manage to open up to someone about it, I felt shy and almost embarrassed to say what I was going through. Now, almost 3 years on from my diagnosis, I ask myself: Why? Why am I scared to talk about something, that now defines me has a person?
If you're taught to hide what makes you different, you start to feel a lot of shame for something that makes you very human.
Hence why I want to break the silence. I want to break the taboo.

Firstly the definition of healthy, isn't just having 'good-for-you' food or you're physically fit.
Its about being mentally and physically well.
So why is it that when you suffer from any mental health problem, not just depression, you can't seem to express yourself to another person about how you feel, why do we choked up to talk about it?

Let me share my experience with you.
Mental health issues doesn't account for anything in Asian communities. Depression: sadness. Anxiety: nervous. My parents aren't aware with what I've gone through, what I'm going through and what I'd probably go through.
I was on medication for depression twice and it was hard to understand what I was feeling. It was a series of ups and downs. I didn't know who to tell and who to talk to. I managed to get on a programme where I would have meetings once a week to talk to someone. At first I resented the guy I had to talk to him. I didn't want to. I did I have to tell him about how I feel, my breakdowns, my stress, what I was eating, my relationships and if I was taking my meds. But it helped. So much.
Like he wouldn't judge me about anything I said, even if it sounded stupid and silly. There were 2 times where I welled up and burst out crying sat on his sofa and he talked me through each time.

It makes me wonder why we can't openly talk to friends or family about it. Why does having a mental health problem have such a stigma behind it? Why is it people think "She's loopy" or "She's messed up" come to mind?
I think we need to educate kids from a young age about these things. This is the future and we need to educate our future about things like this, so there isn't a barrier of understanding.

That would be my goal and promise for this month. Make people aware about how human and common mental health problems are.

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