Mental health is something many of us in this day and age struggle with. With many of us holding heart wrenching stories to tell. Depression shadowing our thoughts and anxiety suppressing the present, we as a human race need to find ways to look after one another. Depression is something I feel many of us face and it is a topic I feel needs to be spoken about. We need to find ways in expressing our stories to lift a weight of our shoulders, in hopes of overcoming our struggles. But handling these problems are different for others, some (such as myself) choose to keep them struggles to themselves which is a great way of coping. I want to tell a story of someone who I got to know these past few weeks struggling with mental health through unprecedented matters, I explore her thoughts and reactions in hopes of allowing people to see that even in the worst of situations there is always a light at the end.
On a cold Monday morning the world of one female named “Amy”, saw a shadow creep over her life. Amy was a gymnast and actress from Essex, who enjoyed all things in life. She moved west to study at an acting college and found work at a chicken shop with many fun faces, but one day her life took a change.
The confusion of a very early period inched into my thoughts, raising alarming questions. At first, I thought nothing of it “just another period, seems a bit early though” going on with my day trying to get ready for a long day at work. But the pain in my stomach causing agony like no other. My thoughts began to crawl on me “this doesn’t feel like a normal period today” the feeling of stress flooding my mind, the pain of my belly twisting inside out, has begun to raise alarming questions. “hello, Chris I won’t be able to come in today, not feeling the best”, cramps getting worse, head feeling light, I rush to the kitchen for a chug of water. It’s been three hours the bleeding has gotten heavier my belly is hurting more than ever “maybe this isn’t just a normal period” – “do you need fire, police or ambulance” “ambulance!!!”. I waited for 10 minutes for paramedics to come banging on my door and help me move to the ambulance.
A few hours after excruciating pain and multiple tests I was given the news of a miscarriage, one that I never was expecting. My mind guzzling with confusion, with fear, with anger “I wasn’t expecting this, oh god no”. I went back home later that evening, I called Atif “the person you are calling is currently unavailable please try again later”. “Bastard! Out of all times why isn’t he answering now”, a couple rings later I was able to get a hold of him, “hey Atif I got some news for you its best if you come over”. Around 10pm Atif came by, “what’s the matter” “I haven’t had the best of days today, I had to go to the hospital” “what, why?” “I had a miscarriage!! with our baby”, Atif ignorantly responds “why you telling me this? I wouldn’t have wanted a child in the first place, so this is good news”. My mind flustered trying to get past what he said “are you serious! You know what just get out” “what?” “GET OUT!” I knew this boy wasn’t good for me, my friends have always told me countless times “he’s got too many red flags”.
Even though I didn’t want a baby, my mind is still struggling to comprehend with what happened “if I knew I was pregnant I wouldn’t have given it up”. The next few days became hard for me “Atif had completely cut me off, he hasn’t tried contacting me and when I went to call him it would go straight to voicemail” my thoughts began to play with me “I could feel this sadness dawn over me, I felt trapped” I have no family in this town, I’m on my own “I couldn’t meet up with friends cause of lockdown, I was all on my own for this”
“Sooner or later, I did get over it, it was hard, but I tried to find positives in what happened” a couple of weeks went by when I got a call from my agent regarding an acting opportunity “hiya Amy I’ve got a very good opportunity within Essex that you’d love to hear” this was news I really needed, a burst of light had flickered Infront of my face. This opportunity would allow me to be back with my family in a “time I needed them the most”. This made me ponder on the events that had happened. “maybe this was all in god’s plan” if I had this baby, I wouldn’t have been able to do this opportunity and definitely not had the chance to go back home, most importantly I would’ve been a single mother “cause for sure Atif wouldn’t had been there”.
For someone like Amy life hasn’t treated her the best. From a young age she had cancer in her neck which could have been life changing. A gymnast at a young age, the doctors said that this cancer is most probably going to end her career at gymnastics. The tumour exploded in her neck and she had to go through several operations. But she lived passed that, and still carried on being a gymnast and even got into acting school. She became a survivor. “you see with my life I’ve gone through a lot, but I always saw a light at the end of the tunnel – I’ve gone through a lot of challenging situations physically and mentally, but I never gave up because I knew it wouldn’t be worth giving up”
I am a firm believer that “verily with every hardship comes ease”. Perhaps the suffering you’re going though may be a blessing in disguise. We need to remember there is always something far greater that comes out of moments that test you. “the only thing we truly own in this life is moments in time” -Tyson fury