Life is hard enough without adding depression and mental illness into the mix. Life is hard enough if we only look at the stress of paying bills and merely trying to exist. Life is hard enough to live without trauma from childhood and broken relationships.
But, I have a dream. I have a dream for a time where mental illness is treated like the illness it is and not a scarlet letter. I dream of a time when help is common and the mere mention of Bipolar Disorder doesn't make people think of school shootings and mass murders. I dream of a time when the label of Bipolar Disorder doesn't scare people away.
I dream of a time when the creative side of this illness is celebrated. I dream of a time when I no longer see pity in peoples eyes when I tell them I have an illness called Bipolar Disorder. I dream of a life of beauty and understanding. I dream of a new life. I dream of peace. I dream ....
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