It’s the same for most mental illnesses.
Those that have never suffered from them cannot entirely understand what’s happening in the mind of the afflicted.
My mental health illness of choice (as if I had any) was depression.Everyone looked for a reason as to why it happened and yes there may have been some reasons but essentially I am predisposed to it.
They also presume medication will fix it when in fact it can’t.It can lessen the impact but the brain and the mind of a ‘ looney’ neuroplaticly savant ( I just made that up so no point googling it) in that it’s like trying to catch the wind and tame it.
I’m rambling a bit but today is a suffering day and writing ,as you well know,calms the mind.Doesnt have to be good writing,just has to be good enough to quiet the mind.
You’re husband is destined for heaven,if there is one,just tell him to keep away from my wife.They are saints in the making.It cannot be easy for either to understand our suffering but without them we probably wouldn’t be here?
One final thing.For all the shit that depression brought it also helped kick open a door that let kindness and compassion flood into me.
I often encounter people in social settings that trivialise or worse vilify those with mental health issues.What they don’t understand is they are only a bees dick away from themselves.
You take care sweetie and I mean that from the heart of my bottom…lol.
🙏🙏🙏🙏🙏

thank you beautiful Mary it’s just what I’ve been through go through I deeply appreciate the lovely comment and understanding 💕

Powerfully penned, Brenda. The human mind is powerful, but it can be like putting together a puzzle, with very vague directions. Amazing write my friend, thanks for sharing. Appreciate you.

Damian

That for me is the best thing you’ve ever posted.
Fear is what the rotten folks want us to feel as we become easier to manipulate.
I read and listen and weep for us all but then I put it aside, find a nice warm spot outside and marvel.
Don’t let the bastards grind you down.
This piece is a work of heart and art.👍

“We who lived in concentration camps can remember the men who walked through the huts comforting others, giving away their last piece of bread. They may have been few in number, but they offer sufficient proof that everything can be taken from a man but one thing: the last of the human freedoms — to choose one’s attitude in any given set of circumstances, to choose one’s own way.” – Viktor E. Frankl

Inhumanity has never been able to erase humanity. Love is too strong.

I can’t speak for other places but here in the West, the majority of people have no idea where they came from or why they do things. We have everything at the touch of a button….parts & products that are part & parcel of this Beast System that gives us round the clock heating and air-conditioning and movies & songs & poetry sites all in an instant…a system which must collapse at some point. Guess who gets to live through this calamity? Yep, you ‘n me lol. Could be the end of the world…as we know it anyway.

Powerfully penned, Willow. Into the book it belongs! We are definitely kindred spirts my friend. It’s a bitter pill to swallow, that we keep repeating the same mistakes, never learning from history. Spitting facts on this one, excellent write as always. Top notch! Appreciate you.

Damian

It’s like people have forgot their humanity. I also hate this whole trying to erase history. History is ugly but it’s truth is how we learn. Fabricating the past will only guaranteed repeating it.

Great ink, friend.

I agree that they are trying to erase history so the future generations can not learn from mistakes made in the past. I was watching a movie where a woman hid a book of her family’s history so she can teach her children what happened and where they came from and I fear that we may have to hide our history so we can educate in secret and that is sad.

Fantastic work. Right on.

Broken childhoods can still turn into beautiful things. The Japanese call it the art of kintsugi 🌼

Powerfully penned, Brenda. Amazing write my friend. Appreciate you.

Damian