I an feeling agitated. Yet again I have experienced a person’s small-mindedness over mental health. I hate the fact that there is this notion of mental health whereby if you can’t see a physical alignment then surely there is no problem.
I feel I have to justify myself to some people when talking about depression. I hate it when an ignorant person says things like, ‘oh I can’t tell’ or ‘ your smiling’. I had to grid my teeth, but I am livid.
I hate media that portray mental illness in a certain way just to sell a paper. Don’t they know we all individual and on our journeys, with our own experiences.
Just because I smile doesn’t mean I am doing that inside. Truth be told I frequently have thoughts about killing myself. The only reason I am on this planet is for my children. dramatic? yes but true. I have to keep muddling through this rubbish world where there is discrimination everywhere you turn. I am constantly greeted with barriers making me hate myself even further.
The more cuts to services the worst. I hate research is only paid out to the popular and easier methods, making insight and understanding skew… most information out there is done by a controlled method. They don’t know everything hence why they keep changing it all the time. New conditions pop up, symptoms swap about. All this is influenced by the stupid selective research which is the trickled into mainstream society where the inorganic and discrimination is continued.
Still, I smile even though I ache. because let’s face it money talks. Money may not buy you happiness but it sure does buy you power. Power is knowledge. So, before you make a judgement take a step back and listen to the suffering. Because they know best. They know how they feel not the person who quickly makes that assumption.
Cheers for reading X