- Sep 29, 2004
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The worst part of this horrid illness to me is the inability to put into words the suffering. I live daily, knowing that nothing I say will ever be able to explain it, that no one will know exactly what it's like (except other sufferers, thus why I talk to them often. We gotta keep each other going).
Then there are those who think mental illness is a bunch of crap. They think we have control over it all. All we gotta do is snap out of it. Maybe I'm pretending, eh? That would explain why I screwed every relationship I've ever had, lost every job I've had, and argue with my mom and stepdad constantly, oh, and the violent outbursts that have left me bloody.
Well, just know, even though it feels as if no one knows about the hurricane raging in your mind, and though many would deny it exists, I, and many others who share this, know. You're never alone, despite the emptiness inside.
Then there are those who think mental illness is a bunch of crap. They think we have control over it all. All we gotta do is snap out of it. Maybe I'm pretending, eh? That would explain why I screwed every relationship I've ever had, lost every job I've had, and argue with my mom and stepdad constantly, oh, and the violent outbursts that have left me bloody.
Well, just know, even though it feels as if no one knows about the hurricane raging in your mind, and though many would deny it exists, I, and many others who share this, know. You're never alone, despite the emptiness inside.