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My name is Hayley Cattell. You may have heard my name before, or seen me around town. What I am most commonly known for is a bubbly personality, always being on the go, and being annoyingly optimistic. I’m always a call away for any one in need, always down for a night on the town, and love to give hugs to anyone who may be feeling the blues. I’ve always been very open and honest with my battle with anxiety and depression, but what I really don’t speak about is my Panic Disorder. The following is an account of a major turning point in my life. Ever since September 23rd, 2008, I have had numerous panic attacks, all from which stem from very different triggers. Some days, I will panic over a work or school assignment. Some days, I will panic if I can’t remember if I turned my stove

Mental health is real and it needs to be taken seriously. It's remarkable to me that in today's day and age company insurance plans have no problem covering the cost of prescription drugs but the coverage for counselling is capped! If a person isn't right mentally then the rest of their body suffers which puts a drain on companies, families and our health care system. I put mental health in the same category as concussions in sports. It used to be that if you had a concussion you were considered weak because nobody could see your injury; you know the whole "suck it up and get back in the game." It wasn't that long ago if you told somebody you were depressed they would tell you to snap out of it and quit moping.  And I used think that way until recently when my life hit a downturn. 2018 has not been kind to me as I'm going through a

1 out of 10 but NO 7’s || Weekly Life Assessment Test. Every Sunday night, rank yourself 1 out of 10 in the following categories and write a 1 sentence response as to either why you ranked the category that number or, if scored low, how can you make a change in the coming week to increase that number. 1.  Emotions 2. Health 3. Fitness 4. Spirituality 5. Hobby 6. Adventure 7. Intimate Relationship 8.  Friends 9. Mission / Work 10. Finances This tool has been critical in my life. Ranking myself a 3/10 week after week in Adventure started to nudge myself in the direction of getting out and doing something unique - especially with my family. And of course, mental health has a lot to do with balance in many categories in life. And sometimes, we just take our eye off what matters. Either too busy, or not even thinking about it. Do you have a hobby? Ever get to exercise

A recent survey on music and mental health by Help Musicians UK found that of 2,000 musicians interviewed, 71% experience anxiety and 68.5% deal with depression. But…we all know music is amazing, so why do so many musicians suffer from mental illness?    Del Suelo is a regina based author and musician, and his latest book and album titled “The Musician’s Compass: A 12 Step Programme” is a comedic yet sobering look at a young band trying to “make-it” in the music industry, outlining tremendous highs and lows within the world of music, questioning elements of a way of life that gives joy to so many, but causes to many to struggle with mental illness.  More info @del_suelo or

Something I am learning: Think of yourself like the ocean, with waves moving through it. The waves being thoughts or emotions. You don’t stop the waves, or change the waves, the waves just pass through and are what they are. Waves belong just as your thoughts and emotions do. Once the thoughts pass, as all waves do, you’re free to investigate what passed. Or free to move on. Also: You do not have to ride every wave. You can just be an observer, present, and let the wave pass. You can be angry (ride the wave) or be with your anger (observe the wave). We all have the capacity to be aware of our thoughts and feelings.

As a child, I struggled with my weight. Into my teen years, this really chipped away at my self-esteem. I was athletic, smart and very hard working but I had no love for myself. During university, I decided to take things into my own hands - I began learning about nutrition and hit the gym hard. I lost 30lbs and looked better than I ever had

This is just a reminder to everyone mental health is a daily battle. It was, is and always will be for me. Despite my Christian up brining, moral influences and standards, I was hit hard. If you ask most anyone who knows me, they will tell you I am a happy person, always smiling, laughing and joking around. Needless to say, for many many years, I was a very good actor.

Depression for me has been the lifelong companion that always seems to creep back up, despite the distance I create, at the times of my life when I have the least space for it. This is me - real, raw, exposed, struggling in the wee hours of the morning to keep up with my tendency towards overcommitment, while simultaneously fighting the urge to give into that dark spiral that so easily can consume one's being.

This morning I was driving downtown. I was at a red light on Garry St. I looked to my left & saw a man sitting on the step of a building and it was apparent he was homeless. No, he wasn't begging or "bothering" anyone as some people may call it. He was keeping to himself, head down, fading into the background, as it was apparent he was telling himself he deserved to do.