If we can just get people to not judge those that have a mental illness,
based on their bad day,
we would be OK.
If we can get people to wholeheartedly understand the stigma behind mental illness.
We can get people to understand what the stigma does.
Stigmas hurts people with a mental illness.
Judging people is not of God.
Judging people with a mental illness only makes that person feel worse,
because you mess with their confidence,
you mess with their thought process.
Minds starts racing with thoughts.
In the race, thoughts are digging a tunnel.
I’m almost certain that the lack of core friends that I have is because of the judgment of me on my worst days.
My worst days do not define me,
people need to understand there is a chemical imbalance.
That doesn’t mean I’m not taking my medication.
That could simply mean the sun’s not out.
The seasons change, and when they change, a person with the mental illness can change too.
Just like a person with diabetes or cancer or the flu,
if they’re getting better and they stopped taking medication for one day,
then they start feeling sick again.
That’s exactly what happens to a person’s brain with a mental illness,
now when they start taking that medication again,
it may have shifted a little
but they’re taking it and they’re doing the healing process once again.
People need to understand that because a person has a mental illness,
doesn’t mean that they’re not working hard every single day.
They may or may not have a job,
but they are working on mental illness recovery every single day.
And for me – this is all while being a single mother of a teenager son and a caretaker to an 83-year-old mother.
Think about that.
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