Mental Wellness Mondays: It's a Blue-tiful Life


Hi everyone,

This is Taryn, your VP “Blueberry” Mental Wellness here. As you may have heard already, one of the parts of my Mental Wellness Mondays project is a blog post. What is special about the blog posts though is it’s a more personal look into the world of mental health. While it is great to hear up lifting messages and see what others are doing in the community to help break the stigma surrounding mental health, sometimes it’s also helpful to hear the stories of others. This is why I’ve decided to open up a little more and share my story, as well as my day-to-day struggles with my own mental health. Along with some coping tools and insights I’ve gained over the years, I hope I can give you all a sense of solace that you are not alone, and that there indeed is a brighter future ahead.

If you have read this far, thank you very much for your support, and peas enjoy the first instalment of It’s A Blue-tiful Life.

Sunday, September 24, 2017


I’m exhausted.

It’s only been 3 weeks since the start of school and I already feel the burnout sinking into my bones.

My calendar is stuffed like Thanksgiving turkey with classes, events, meetings, deadlines and other commitments to the point where I don’t even have a choice in where I go during the day.

My mind never sleeps, even when I close my eyes to dream; I’m reading textbooks and taking tests until the sun comes up.

Then when I try to enjoy some time with family or friends, I’m suddenly stung in the heart with panic because I could be working.


I’m stressed.

But I’m not letting it stop me.

I make sure I get at least 8 hours of sleep per night, because I know that, without rest, my body won’t be well enough equipped to deal with the challenges of tomorrow.

I schedule dates into a calendar and write exhaustive check lists of all of the things I have to do so I can manage my time accordingly, and make sure I don’t forget anything important.

I spend as much time on my work as I can, but when the hours start stacking up and I feel myself nodding off, I know that it is time to move on because I did the best I could.

And when anxiety strikes, I breathe. I ask myself “Can I do anything about it in the current moment?” If the answer is no, I breathe…and I come back to the present moment and feel the tension slowly release.

But if the answer is yes, I just get up, and do my best.

As long as I do my best, there is nothing more I can ask for. 

Before anyone asks, yes I am alright! I am managing and methodically getting through the week; this post was mainly to highlight some of my tools I use to address my common symptoms. If anyone has any questions, or wants to chat about anything I've talked about, feel free to send me a message on Facebook, email or wherever! Even though this blog series started as a way for me to reach out and share my experiences, I am always looking for more ways to make it more engaging and meaningful. I am soup-er excited to see where this goes, so I would be berry grapeful if you would join me for the ride.

Much love,