Before, society wanted to “stop to stigma” because mental illness is nothing to be ashamed of. However, it’s as though mental illness has been a “trend” and society tends to romanticize it nowadays.
Yes, mental illness is nothing to be ashamed nor scared of – I live with mental illness every single day of my existence, but it is also nothing to yearn for or aspire to have.
Mental illness is not beautiful. It’s living with the devil on your shoulder and bringing you down constantly. Even when you think you’re doing “fine” and exceptional, it’s still hovering over waiting to make it’s move. And let me tell you, when that shit hits – it fucking BLOWS.
You see, mental illness is so immoderate; so consuming. It’s agonizing. Mental illness takes over every aspect of your life. There is nothing beautiful about it, pain isn’t alluring.
Mental illness is not adjectives to describe how the fuck your day is going. I hear so many people say, “I’m so depressed, I failed my test.” or how their boss is so “Bipolar.” Or maybe their mom is “Psychotic”. Maybe they lost at a video game so it’s, “Wow, I’m done – I’m gonna kill myself if I lose again.”
Society throws these terms around and it’s as though the whole world self diagnoses without even understanding what they mean.
No, you’re not depressed because your package came in late. And I’m sorry love, you’re not “anorexic” because you skipped a damn meal.
Romanticizing these terms and calling them beautiful, only hurts the ones who live with them on a day to day basis. It’s a daily battle and we’re lucky if we even get out of bed or leave the house. The struggle every day is whether or not to give up, do we keep livin’ or choose to die?
Please be considerate to those around you who face these complex challenges. Pain is pain, and it hurts.