I am not a newbie when it comes to depression, or anxiety, or suicide. But I am when it comes to talking about it. Why do people have to judge and make it so hard? They are allowed to have broken bones, so why are we not allowed to have broken minds?
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In this world, here, you are, but out there you aren’t it seems. People like cookie cutter, if you don’t fit, then people hate, they judge. They judge what they don’t understand. Society, because some piece of crap sent a file to my server when I was TAD, society labels me as a pedophile, but my doctor says I’m not one. Gee that makes me feel so much better! The funny thing here that I think most other people on this site don’t have to live with, is that I think because society has put this stigma on me, most of society wishes I were dead, maybe more so than I do, and sometimes I wonder why they don’t just do me the favor if they aren’t going to let me have control of my own life.
The moral of that story was I know all about being judged 🙂
Yeah, what Strahd said. People don’t like things they don’t understand.