Transparency in Mental Illness

It seems a very small part of the population understand people who suffer from mental illness.  They don't even know what a mental ill person go through.  Sometimes the pain is unbearable.

We hear a lot about transparency in the media in relation to politicians lack of.
Transparency is important in mental illness too.  How should a mentally ill person feel if they are constantly ignored in conversations or their behavior criticized as if they had it all together?  I have news for you...Mentally ill people don't have it all together, so don't treat them as they were, treat them with understanding and love.

At the same time, mentally ill people who are depressed all the time should open up as much as it might be hard for them to do and communicate their need for help.  Also, it seems that those people are labelled by invisible labels and set apart as different.  Yes, we are all different in some ways.  All people have qualities and faults of some kind but, mentally ill people are not more different than all the others.  We are not a class set apart.  We should be included in conversations as if we mattered.

Many times,  I may feel sad but I have learned to hide my true feeling and pass for someone who is happy.  Only a few times do I truly feel happy because for me giving people hope and joy is very important to me.  I don't want to be a burden to society and maybe it's wrong way to look at it but that's where I am at. On top of that I have this constant question nagging my mind...Will they actually care?
Here is one of my poems on Mental illness

My Mental Illness

Bernard Demaere

 

Everyone must still wonder,

How it all happens,

Mental illness, bye and bye,

Slowly,

Unexpectedly,

It creeps in on you,

It is a process,

Of an unloved story,

It feels weird (you know?)

No one can help you,

Because,

They don’t really know,

You are the expert,

If you know your self,

It is like drowning,

Eternally,

Losing your breath

To regain it just in time,

One minute or an hour,

You are you

And happy,

The other,

You are sad and irrational,

But it is imprisoned in your thoughts,

Nobody would recognize you,

Or,

Think you are the same person,

Eyebrows would be raised,

In amazement,

If they only knew,

What is troubling you,

What is troubling me?

Mental illness makes people wonder.

 


Chetwynd BC Chetwynd, BC V0C, Canada
I was born in Belgium ����.I am retired and living with my wife of 36years, Cathy. We are the proud parents of two adult married children. One of each, Zoe and Steve. Now we have grandchildren as well. I love writing, I don’t write some poetry. I have quite a collection of poems.

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