For the lack of a better term I am using “Mental Issue,” M.I. for short, as a blanket term to describe what we have and deal with on a daily basis. I want to use “Issue” because I don’t want to call it an “Illness.”

Illness, to me anyway, implies that it can be cured, it’s something that you caught and didn’t have before. It’s a part of us, it’s in our DNA, and it’s something we didn’t choose to have but something we live with on a daily basis.

When our M.I. kicks in it’s called “An Episode.” An Episode of what? Are we a sitcom or drama that people sit back and watch? While it may certainly feel this way for non M.I.s, for those of us going through said “episode” it feels more like a storm. Comes on with little to no warning. A lot of huffing and puffing, with loud crashes of thunder. For this reason I will refer to them as Storms and not “Episodes.”

By talking we can begin healing and understanding on both
sides. Ask questions and listen to the answers, don’t judge, don’t speak, just listen.

Friday, April 15, 2016

Alone In The World

I feel alone in this world,
Like I’m the only one.
I’ve been hurt so badly that
I no longer care.

My wish may never come true
I sit and wonder
If life is merely a dream.

For those who brag
And say they’re life is amazing.
You make me think
Is that true?
Or a fairytale you live by?

Nobody is perfect,
But they all have talent
Except me.

You probably don’t care
And that’s well okay
I know some can’t bear me.

- My Daughter

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