I guess life doesn't always work out in our favor. Relationships fall apart, hearts are shattered, lives are taken, tears are shed.
Yet we're supposed to always get up, shake it off, move on. Why are you so incapable of just dealing with it like the rest of us? the rest of the human population's eyes seem to say to me.
Yeah, I'm aware that having mental health issues doesn't excuse me from dealing with reality. I know I can't just check out when the going gets tough. I know. I've been told that so many times that by now, it's constantly throwing itself at me, a big neon sign saying "GET OVER YOURSELF."
There is nothing better than telling someone something and having them reply, "Oh, I'm sorry you feel that way."
Like I'm not justified? Like I'm being melodramatic? Seriously?! That is so frustrating to me. I'm sure some of them don't mean it that way, but it just pisses me off. It's an automatic answer, like the kind you'd get on an answering machine. Robotic, practiced.
Well you know what? I've had it! I hate these people that pretend mental health doesn't exist. I hate these people that have lingering stigma about an issue they know nothing about!! How dare you criticize me when you know absolutely nothing about my life?
But no matter. I will say one thing, however. It hurts. And nothing can change that.
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