No one listens. No one listens when I talk. Everyone makes up excuses. Everyone tears me down. NO ONE LISTENS!
I want to scream: I AM ME! I AM ME!!! I AM ME!!!!!! STOP TRYING TO CHANGE ME!!!!! STOP TRYING TO MAKE ME “BETTER” BY YOUR STANDARDS!! I AM ME!!!!!!!!!!!!
I’m not unwell. I am unique. I am not sick. I see the world differently. I do not speak through my illness. I speak in a different voice. I am different. I am me.
I want to scream my truth to power. But I won’t be heard. If I speak, I am shouted down. If I feel, I am told that I am wrong. If I think, my thoughts are corrected.
Pills are to make us all the same. Depression is not an illness. All of the carved smiles are. Sadness is not a defect. All of the fake laughter is.
I am me. I AM ME. I AM ME!!!!!
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I feel that way at times and most of the time I do feel like I am not heard also. But I don’t feel so well and on top of depression I have been thru hell. But I do like the part when you say I AM ME! Im am not proud of everything I have done in life but I do my best and I AM ME!
You are completely right. I don’t know if this is an issue for everyone but these meds I am on have led to a build up of toxicity and because of other issues my body has physically I am royally fucked right now. Sometimes meds for these issues can help the issue but in turn create more and when you need to get checked regularly for blood paneling and to see your levels if you don’t get this done the issue will become apparent. All this from taking meds as prescribed. Psychiatry is a joke if it can’t totally eliminate the issues and just creates longer lasting issues for the person which increases their mental strife even more in the long run.
This post is so fucking true. Sadness is not a defect. But if you show it they will beat it out of you.