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a14fc09f6b36f0a4b638f4ec955149a1Mental illness is scary because it strikes at the very heart of who we think we are. When our bodies fail us, it’s a matter of adjusting to the physical limitations, or changing our diet, or taking a medication that will balance everything out again. I’m still me with a broken leg, a new heart valve, high blood pressure, or chemo. But when the chemistry of my brain is off? Who am I then? That may be at the heart of why we don’t talk about this disease. And when we don’t talk about it, we can’t heal.

I know because I have suffered from depression for the last 40 years. I’ve learned to manage it pretty well, so that most people would never believe that when I’m in the grip, my first thought every morning is “I wish I was dead.” Over the time that I’ve struggled with this illness, I’ve learned not to believe every thought that goes through my head. I’ve learned not to listen to the voice of “3 a.m. Kathy” who says that everything I’ve ever done is black, worthless, nothing. I’ve had the benefit of therapists who have given me the tools to work through the dark times, and doctors that have explored the many different drugs available to find the one that works for me. I’ve been lucky, because I’ve found help, and because somewhere, deep inside me is a survivor who hangs on, sometimes by the shortest of fingernails.

But not everyone is as lucky as I am.

Recently, an On Pasture Reader sent us a link to an article about farmers and ranchers suffering from depression. From that article, and many more that I collected, I learned that depression among farmers and ranchers is not unusual. Research shows that growing food seems to be in our DNA. And when the weather and the economy combine to threaten the farms and ranches that were passed on to us by our parents, grandparents, and great-grandparents, we question our self-worth. In some cases, that questioning can lead to the direst of consequences.

It turns out that the combination of living in a rural community where mental health services may be limited, and the fear that folks in the community will think less of someone who is recognized going to a therapist’s office can prevent many from seeking the help they need. But there are people who are trying to change that, and they’ll do better at it if you help. Here’s what you can do:

1) Give up the word “crazy” when describing someone who is acting unusually.
You are not crazy. Your friend or loved one is not crazy. She or he is experiencing a chemical imbalance and needs help. Crazy is scary. Illness means there is a solution and there is hope. If you’re not sure what might be happening, see if these symptoms of depression match what you see going on.

2) Remember that the brain is an organ, and it can get sick, just like any other part of the body.
Having depression is like having the flu, only there’s something about this flu that makes you not want to do what you have to do to get better. As a friend or family member of someone with this “flu” your patience will be tested. Please pass the test by never giving up on finding help for the person who is feeling poorly. Collect and share phone numbers of therapists, talk to your family physician, or to social workers who may visit your farm. Don’t give up!

3) Ask for help.
You can get help to solve issues that triggered the illness.  For example, financial issues are one of the most common triggers for depression. So find someone to help you work through them. One article I read pointed to NY Farm Net, an organization that helps farmers address difficult financial situations before they cause serious harm.

You should also ask for the medical help you need to get through this situation. Just like ibuprofen can cure your aching muscles, there are medicines out there to cure your aching mind and soul. Trust me when I say they can make all the difference in the world. You’ll thank your lucky stars for the right, small pill.

Keep in mind that finding the right doctor, therapist or advisor to help is not as easy as you would hope. But no matter where you live, there is someone who will try to help. Keep in mind that your helpers are human, and they are imperfect. So if you don’t get the help you need, try again, try somewhere else, but never give up asking for help. Twenty years ago when I was going through the hardest of my hard times, I visited 5 different people, and though they all had skills, they didn’t have the ones that matched my needs. It was the sixth person who finally helped me through. DON’T GIVE UP!

My favorite saying comes from my struggle with my illness and my strong desire to help others make it through hard times:

Be kind. Everyone you meet is fighting a hard battle.

Please be kind to yourselves and take good care. You are important to me.

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Kathy worked with the Bureau of Land Management for 12 years before founding Livestock for Landscapes in 2004. Her twelve years at the agency allowed her to pursue her goal of helping communities find ways to live profitably AND sustainably in their environment. She has been researching and working with livestock as a land management tool for over a decade. When she's not helping farmers, ranchers and land managers on-site, she writes articles, and books, and edits videos to help others turn their livestock into landscape managers.

4 Comments

  1. Kevin Boyer says:

    Thank you for writing this Kathy.

  2. tim henslee says:

    I too suffer from depression. Failing health and trying to get my farm going while taking care of my elderly parents 80 miles away doesnt help.I went from working the maximum hours as a truck driver then trying to work on the farm when i could. It is very depressing when you are trying so hard and have been ripped off by people. So glad when i finally got on prozac and learned it was ok to not be perfect. The farming culture where i came from is there is nothing wrong with you that working harder wont cure. Unfortunalty it is like when people tell youngsters there is nothing wrong with them then you find out you have suffered from something since you were a child! Another great article. thanks

    • Rachel Gilker says:

      Thank you, Tim, for writing. You are impressive! We’re glad to hear you are finding a way to make it work.
      Rachel and Kathy

  3. A says:

    Kathy,
    Good morning. I hope you are having a good day!

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