I was always so worried about letting my supervisors know that I have a mental illness [“Mental illness does not mean your life is over,” Opinion, Aug. 25]. I take medication and was worried about being judged. But now I realize that I didn’t have to be so self conscious. I am proud that I have received the help and medication needed to improve my daily life.
It is okay to tell people your story. I have depression associated with post-traumatic stress disorder. I have struggled for years. Now that I know how to take care of myself, I try to help others. I tell people that it is okay to reach out. If you don’t reach out, it will build inside you. It will become a rancid tumor infecting your whole body.
Connie Lee Stalcup, White Swan