Something I notice in society is that we overlook how serious mental illness really is. Mental illnesses are something that people struggle with in society. Mental illnesses are like being in a warped reality, but at the same time there is a cryptic beauty that comes with being mentally ill.
When one is mentally sick,they often see a different type of reality. In a way, it's almost like a painting. There are many colors in a painting. When one is mentally ill, they have many shades in their life.
The Negative: A person may feel like your whole life is crashing down, and they want to fall in a deep hole and cry, and they never want to wake up. Everything is extreme,they feel anxious, and all They see is shades of darkness.
The Positive: They feel like they're are walking on a cloud, they feel amazing, empowered, nothing can stop them at all. they feel like they're walking in a trail of flowers, and everything is magical.
In Between: they feel completely calm.
Mental illnesses are just as serious as physical diseases. It may not feel physical pain in one's eyes, but one will feel so many emotions and so many views of the world. The world seems really scared to accept that mental illnesses are just as serious as a regular, physical diseases. The world needs to give people monthly psychiatric evaluations, or at least someone to talk to.
If the world did things like that, we wouldn't have things such as the airplane incident that just happened in Germany, the Boston Bombing, and Sandy Hook. All of these people had mental illnesses.
Mental illnesses are not the only problem. In this world, learning disabilities and autism spectrum disorders are also overlooked. Just because one individual is slow, it doesn't mean they are incompetent. They have a bit of a harder time processing than others because of a few brain defects. They're just average people like all of us. Unfortunately, there are many people that don't have the patience to tolerate their defects.
If there is anybody that is reading this that has any mental disorder, autistic disorder, or learning disability, I just want to say you are so strong inside and beautiful. Life is really hard if one individual has anything in these categories. Continue staying strong and keep living life the best you can.
Thursday, March 26, 2015
Tuesday, March 17, 2015
Something I Really Want To Do
We all have things we want to try to do. As for myself, I would like to tap more into filmmaking or creating a play and actually directing. I mean, I am no stranger to filmmaking. For the past two years, I have been involved in a certain class at my school that creates films, and I really enjoy doing it. I have many ideas that I want to bring to life, and it would be really great for me to create at least more than one product. Hmm.. Who knows? Maybe I will try one of those soon in the near future!
Thursday, March 12, 2015
The Girl
Her inner heart aches. Life is such a complicated ride to her. She often stares into the rippling water and asks herself why was she born this way. No matter how many times she tries to cover up her inner, it always comes back to haunt her. When nobody looks, teardrops of nothingness always stream down her face.
She was born looking normal, but she isn't normal deep inside. When she talks to people, there is always a mask on her face. She can never tell if anything is good, or if anything is wrong. She can never tell if she's being rude, or mean, or immature. She always tries to hide her inner by acting spontaneous, ditsy, quiet, and polite, or drawn to her phone typing away.
Unfortunately, not everybody understands her inner problem. Many people are mean to her. They always try to harm her in so many ways. They chant and shout names in the hallways, they spread rumors, tease her, and treat her like she is a piece of garbage. They judge her just because they don't know.
Sometimes she cries herself to sleep because she just wants all the pain to stop. She often tries to hide her face to avoid people judging her. All of her feelings are tied in her phone because writing is how she escapes the world. The only thing she has ever asked for was to be understood.
This world is harsh to her just because she views the world in a different way. Even though the others view it one way, it's very hard to grip on to the other way. Maybe she's slow, maybe she can't grip on immediately, but it doesn't mean anything bad. All the people have done is just made her sad.
Just because she has certain quirks, it doesn't make her bad, or incompetent. She's never been who the world believes she is. When she's with strangers, she doesn't feel that much of a danger. They just met her, and they don't know her at all. When she goes back into that dreaded brick building, everybody seems to know her. They think they can read her like a open book,
When she is not meeting strangers and dealing with peers, she is often applauded for the talent she has. Deep down she believes things will get better, and one day everybody will forget who she used to be. Instead she will be viewed as a queen.
She was born looking normal, but she isn't normal deep inside. When she talks to people, there is always a mask on her face. She can never tell if anything is good, or if anything is wrong. She can never tell if she's being rude, or mean, or immature. She always tries to hide her inner by acting spontaneous, ditsy, quiet, and polite, or drawn to her phone typing away.
Unfortunately, not everybody understands her inner problem. Many people are mean to her. They always try to harm her in so many ways. They chant and shout names in the hallways, they spread rumors, tease her, and treat her like she is a piece of garbage. They judge her just because they don't know.
Sometimes she cries herself to sleep because she just wants all the pain to stop. She often tries to hide her face to avoid people judging her. All of her feelings are tied in her phone because writing is how she escapes the world. The only thing she has ever asked for was to be understood.
This world is harsh to her just because she views the world in a different way. Even though the others view it one way, it's very hard to grip on to the other way. Maybe she's slow, maybe she can't grip on immediately, but it doesn't mean anything bad. All the people have done is just made her sad.
Just because she has certain quirks, it doesn't make her bad, or incompetent. She's never been who the world believes she is. When she's with strangers, she doesn't feel that much of a danger. They just met her, and they don't know her at all. When she goes back into that dreaded brick building, everybody seems to know her. They think they can read her like a open book,
When she is not meeting strangers and dealing with peers, she is often applauded for the talent she has. Deep down she believes things will get better, and one day everybody will forget who she used to be. Instead she will be viewed as a queen.
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