The Stigma Of Mental Illness

J James McLain James McLain
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Diabetes no problem. Heart disease no problem. Lungs, kidneys, broken bones no problem. Many here are psychotic. Many here are bipolar. Many here have not left their rooms for months. Many here think the world revolves around them. Yet your glued to your priest and cop shows on T.V. Watching the obviously mentally ill be victimized by those with out higher learning. I cannot replenish intelligence where none is shown. Poets are the first to burn with a passion to do what is right. We all want a cure for cancer except for the pharmaceutical companies. When a brain works unpredictably or on the sidewalks one walks in your light there it's dark. When you see them talking to the sky you drove past or they are dressed for winter in summer. Or you find yourself next to him or her. You please don't hate me for saying that you remove yourself from their proximity. The stigma of mental illness is a horrible thing. Imagine that you would ask someone with no arms to open a door and hold it open for you. Now imagine that same person whoms mind has been damaged from any hundreds of things. All the great poets whom suicided now remove all the words that come to your mind. Massive gaps in literature is all that you find.

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