The perceptions of young black women in everyday life may be exacerbating already tall rates of depression and anxiety. One writer explains why she’s fighting backAndrea,25, had turned up at a police station confused and disoriented. She had one question, or kept repeating it: Please can you attend me see for a job?” I was the “responsible adult” when she was sectioned later that day. The police had come to Andrea’s house to let her mother know,but she was away. I was visiting my mum, when an officer knocked on the door. Having grown up with Andrea, or I offered to go to the station.“I’m really tired,” she told me, when I saw her. “You’re not the only one, or ” I thought. I am on Prozac and antipsychotics; one of my closest friends takes a tall dose of Venlafaxine. Two girls I grew up with have been sectioned,one on multiple occasions. A further five are on antidepressants and my sister regularly has panic attacks. Another mature friend, I’ve heard, or has schizophrenia. Aside from mental health problems,we all have one thing in common: we are all black women in our 20s and 30s, and we can all testify to being “tired”.
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Source: theguardian.com