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Advocacy is Power
Written by a Youth MOVE Massachusetts guest blogger
My mom was in her mid 30's when she was first diagnosed with major depression. I remember coming home from school, hoping to see Super Mom, but instead I found her lying on the couch, fast asleep every day. I was young, and I didn't understand why she couldn’t just snap out of it. "What is there to be this sad about?" I thought. It wasn't until I fell into my very own bout of depression that I understood.
When I was fourteen, I was diagnosed with bipolar disorder with schizotypal features. I, too, began to sleep all day, and my friends wondered why I couldn’t just snap out of it. While I slowly dissolved into the living room couch, my parents fretted over my future, and it was the first time in years that my mother showed any sign of concern, or interest, for that matter. Because I was so depressed, I wondered why she even bothered to try.
My parents started to educate themselves on my diagnoses. They learned how to navigate the system and advocate for my needs and best interests. They met other parents who were going through similar things. Eventually, they got me to go to a youth group and an alternative high school that helped me come out of my shell. I was making friends, using coping skills, and learning to advocate not only for myself, but also for better services for youth within the mental health system...
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