Stigma

I pondered the meaning of depression earlier. I wondered where it came from and why it can hit certain people so much more than others. I thought about how circumstances can make it worse and that led me to thinking on clinical depression and situational depression. And whilst I am of the former due to that wonderfully diagnosed chemical imbalance, these thoughts led me to ponder on the differences.

It wasn't too long before I became saddened, because even with differences the end result is the same and it is always disheartening to see people's reactions to mental illness. Those that suffer are just the same as you are. We hope, we dream, we aspire, we feel. We are people too. Only our suffering is silent whereas yours is evident. We don't judge you by your illness, so why do you feel you have the right to judge us for ours?

If I could do one thing, it would be thus: End the stigma.

*More thoughts than anything.