I was asked today if talking about my past experiences with depression and retelling my story is emotionally challenging for me. As with all complicated and nuanced subjects, the answer is that it depends. By now, I’ve told my story to so many different people across such a variety of settings—from public panels to podcast interviews—that I’m comfortable sharing it. And, there are still parts that are hard for me to confront head on. It’s a bit like staring directly into the sun. As the beneficiary of a fantastic therapist who I see weekly, I recognize that I have control over how I interact with my story. I can relate it to others without reliving it for myself.
Not feeling beholden to my past sets me free into my future.