Normal, or terrifying?

Whenever I hear someone cry or suffer, my heart cries with them. It’s horrible to witness the pain. 

What is more horrible though, is the realization that this behavior does not shock or surprise me. 
It has become normal for me to walk past a hospital room and hear someone sobbing.
It’s normal to see someone so anxious they are physically shaking.
It’s normal to see someone so agitated that they need sedating, or in so much pain that they seem frozen in time.
Although I am used to this, I still weep inside whenever I see or hear these things. 

Suffering has become normal for me. I have been in those situations.
I have felt those same feelings. 
I have seen and talked to hundreds of sufferers, each with their own painful journey. 
I have been in and out of hospital for so many years that this way of living is normal. 

It may be normal, but it’s not ok. 

Most people never witness the true grief that comes with mental illness. 
A lot of people consider mental illness as just having some issues.

Let me say for myself, and for those around me who suffer, mental illness is horrible. If I had a choice between depression and cancer, I would chose cancer, because at least then i would still have a mind that wasn’t my enemy. I would hurt but still feel love. People would understand more.
I wouldn’t despise myself so much that death seems like a better option. 

Depression is terrifying. 

If there was a book, with everyone’s mental illness journey, it would be so powerful, so intense and upsetting, no one would ever be able to finish the book. 

For those suffering, I hear you. I am deeply saddened for every one of you, no matter the cause or the symptoms. 
Try to reach out. We need to hear you.

For those caring for a friend or family member, be assured there is help. There is support. Your loved ones illness is legitimate.

For those who have not been exposed personally to mental illness, please do some reading. I’m sure that everyone knows someone struggling.
It’s easy to misunderstand or to not recognize the struggle. 

Support each other. 
Listen to each other.

Let’s notice the pain.

Let’s all walk together.

P.S.
Always feel free to comment or discuss. 
Let me know if there is a topic or thought that you would like to read about. 
Thanks for reading guys :) 

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Kaz Knight said…
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2 March 2018 at 13:23
Kaz Knight said…
I want to comment but have no words. We are all so powerless in this Mum XXXXXXXX
2 March 2018 at 13:23
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