The trap (a message to all you folks labeled “mental patient” and anyone else who cares to read)

I don’t go to movies.  I’d rather read a book, read a really, really beautifully crafted paragraph and cry or going to church and cry or hug my dog and cry.  I love crying, actually.  Crying is cleansing.  When you’re in a hospital, as soon as you start crying, the staff come running and shove a pill at you, and that’s the absolute wrongest thing I’ve ever seen.  It starts the patient thinking every time they cry, they should go running for the pill bottle.  Or they tell you to do some dumb coping skill.  Like telling you that if you cry, you should go to staff.  Now that’s dumb.  That sets up dependency.  Or they coddle you and until suddenly their pager goes off and they abruptly walk out of the room.  It’s their job, see?

 

You end up falling into the trap, and that’s how you end up “mentally ill.”  But really, it’s mostly the “system” made you that way.  You CAN get out of the trap, and I’m gonna talk about this in my lessons.

 

I’ve said I was born quirky.  This world needs more, not fewer quirky people.  Stand up and be proud, folks.  We shall overcome someday.

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