The Voice Inside My Head

Have you ever felt like you were at the end of your rope? You just couldn’t take anymore. You didn’t want to talk to anyone, be around anyone, and even form your brain to think about anyone. All you could think about was the extreme feelings of sadness you felt about yourself and your life. You experienced something that brought you down soooo low that you never thought you would be able to come out of it. Two years ago that was me. With the death of my mother and the ending of my long term relationship; those thoughts ran through my mind every day and night.

Heart racing. Shortness of breath. Tears beginning to well up in my eyes. Body feeling numb…every 3 to 4 hours the cycle happens all over again. I lay there trying to control myself, counting back and forth from 1-50… “1..2..3..4..5…….50…49..48..47..46”, praying that I will soon fall back asleep. Crying my eyes out sometimes because I can’t. When I finally wake up in the morning, the feelings I have are no better. I don’t want to move. I don’t want to get up. This little voice in my head keeps telling me, “It’s not worth it. You’re just. Not. Worth. It.”

The moment when I realized that I believed that “little voice in my head”, is when I knew something was wrong with me. It wasn’t until one horrible day that I was forced to do something about it. The devil saw fit to ease his way in my thoughts and it went downhill from there. As I walked down Alcoa Road one Friday evening, I begin to have thoughts that I’ve never had before. I was tired. Tired of crying, tired of hurting, tired of feeling alone. I start really thinking about the most painless way to end this all. Again, I. Was. Tired. My life was no longer important to me and I began to speak so much negativity over myself while devising a plan in my head. In the middle of all of that, I recieved a phone call from one of my sorority sisters. After ignoring the phone call 3 times I finally answered.

“Hey Bridge. What’s going on? Are you ok? I was just calling to check on you.”
“Yes, I’m fine”
“Bridge, you don’t sound fine. Are you ok?”
*hangs up phone*

I turned my phone off and cried my heart out for 15 minutes. Thoughts still pounding at my soul. Called her back and told her, “No. No, I’m not ok.” I ended up telling her everything that happened. All of the thoughts that were running through my head and how I felt inside. She told me to go to the doctor, but I refused. I worked at a psychiatric hospital and no one was about to call me crazy. I wasn’t having it. But after all of her begging and pleading I made an appointment and went to see the therapist and psychiatrist the next day.

I was diagnosed with Major Depressive Disorder as well as Anxiety disorder. Prescribed Celexa and Xanax. I didn’t tell anyone because I didn’t want them to think I was “Crazy” or that I had a problem. But I learned that people suffer from these disorders every day and they don’t recieve help because of the same reasons I didn’t want to. Afraid of what others would think. Like I said before, I worked at a mental health hospital so I experienced it every day, but I refused to be one of “them”.

I was skeptical about even writing this blog post because I didn’t want people to judge me. But there are SO many people suffering from mental illnesses and they are slowly dying on the inside each day. So if this reaches ONE person then I know I’ve done my job.

Last but not least, If you’re reading this and are suffering from what you think may be depression, anxiety, suicidal thoughts, etc, or knows someone who you believe may be, PLEASE GET HELP. If you don’t know where to go I will help you find the resources you need and hold your hand until you get the help you deserve. I admit that I still battle with these issues, every…single…day. But through God and my amazing support system, I am 1000x’s better than what I was. Don’t allow that “voice in your head” to rule over your life and make you feel less than important. Less than worth it. Less than deserving. You are a Child of God and you are beautifully and wonderfully made. Believe that with all your heart. I sure do.

This post was made with love overflowing from my heart to yours. God loves you. And I do too.



1 (800) 273-8255
National Suicide Prevention Lifeline

13 thoughts on “The Voice Inside My Head

  1. JustinLamar says:

    Glad you decided to share the voice in your head with others. Not many choose to come to grips with reality that they have a problem and that’s perfectly fine because we all do. There comes a time when we can’t do it all alone and something as simple as this post can reach out to someone to be courageous in a way they thought they never could. Let your voice speak and keep swimming.

    Liked by 1 person

  2. CeCe says:

    Youre definitely not alone. I too wound up diagnosed with anxiety disorder about a year after my father’s house burned down and my grandpa died in it. Only to find out months later, my dad had a tumor that was thought to be cancerous. I didn’t want people to know and I was scared for people to know. Now, I don’t care and I haven’t lost a friend because of what I went through. I’ve now been panic attack free for over 2 years or so and not on any medication. It does get better


  3. bridgettereneeblair says:

    Absolutely! I am so happy you were able to relate. I’m even more happy about the fact that you haven’t had a panic attack in over two years WITHOUT medication. That is truly a blessing. Thanks so much for sharing your testimony. God Bless.


  4. Cameron Tendaji says:

    This was a beautiful reflection… Its so hard in this world to be human… Life is so harsh and cruel that it hardens you and suppose to numb you… Its tragic that when we show signs of being human that we’re looked at as weak.. and you’re actually strongest..

    Liked by 1 person

  5. Tap says:


    This just brought tears to my eyes — mental illness hits home for me at so many angles and I want to let you know I have THE UTMOST respect for you being able to share this story . . Keep being amazing!

    Liked by 1 person

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in: Logo

You are commenting using your account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s