All I ever see when I turn in the tv is how unstable I will be. How the "crazy" one always ends up in the psych ward, being left while the normal continue on with their life's. Unstable mothers getting their child's taken away. Addicted to drugs or on too another breakdown. This is all I see for people like me, is this all I'll ever be? Will no one ever love me? How could they if this is all they ever see for people like me. People who struggle with mental health. Because we are never seen as humans. Only our disorder. We are more then our illness, we can be mothers, or fathers. Working jobs, surviving fighting everyday of our life. We are walking warriors.
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Through our eyes
PoetryThrough our eyes, shows what it is like to live with mental health, poems, diary entry's, all rising awareness and showing how much stigma there still is around mental health. From different mental illnesses too the side effects they can have on som...
