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.

Tuesday, May 10, 2016

So I Lie

You ask if I’m okay,
While inside I want to die,
But I long to see you smile,
So I lie.

“I’m fine.”
But inside my heart cries.
You deserve you to be happy,
So I lie.

You laugh, you smile,
When you’re not looking I sigh.
I need to hide my pain,
So I lie.

The truth hurts too much,
I can’t say goodbye.
I put on a happy face,
Fooling everyone as I lie.
- Max M. Power

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