Mental illness is real.

This is the face of depression. The face that suffered silently. Someone who felt that it was all too much to handle anymore. Someone who saved me and thousands upon thousands of others… A golden soul who hurt so much that he took his life 3 months ago.

This is Chester Bennington, the lead singer of Linkin Park.

I’m disheartened that I still have to fight for the attention that the mentally ill rightly deserve.

Mental health is JUST as important as physical health.

There should not be any argument about that…

So then WHY do people rush to help those with physical wounds/impairments, but turn the other cheek when someone is suicidal and is suffering mentally? Why are people so callous to mental illness?

Is it because it makes people feel uncomfortable because they’re not behaving “normally?” God forbid somebody show symptoms of their mental disease. Oh, so sorry to burden you and inconvenience you. So sorry we’re silently dying inside. We’ll step aside and make sure YOU’RE comfortable and accommodated for…

We will step aside… possibly forever.

…Fuck you if you think and feel that way; You are the problem. You are the problem if you choose to ignore what’s real and affects millions of people. You are the problem if you mock/judge those who are suffering in silence.

Fuck you if you don’t think mental illness exists and doesn’t deserve to be treated the same as a physical impairment. You are everything that is wrong with the human race.

When will people accept those who are barely unable to accept themselves? We are battling inside our minds. It hurts, more than you know if you’ve never dealt with it. I cannot begin to describe the emotions and feelings that churn inside me. And then I’m labeled crazy/insane because my brain doesn’t function like a “normal” fucking person.

Fuck you and your judgements. Fuck you for being blind. Fuck you for contributing to every life that is lost to suicide. Fuck you for reinforcing the shame, the embarrassment, the burden we feel we are, the indescribable amount of pain that plagues us…

You won’t understand until you open your eyes and wake the fuck up.

Mental illness is real.

I am real, and I am worthy of mental health resources.

A sufferer of BPD.


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These are the musings of a 32 y/o dreamer, wisher and doer. All my posts are authentic; I write what's in my heart.

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