“Everyone has their own worries so I won’t tell them mine. I don’t want to be a burden or have anyone pity me.” That’s how I used to think and do still occasionally. My family is particularly bad at talking about mental health but I finally broke down to my mum when I accidentally showed her my antidepressants. I couldn’t hide my emotions anymore and I was exhausted from pretending I was “just tired” for months. I’m glad I stopped pretending...