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- Feb 12, 2024
- 20
(this is in second person. "you" means me. dw.)
yes, you are mentally ill. you are mentally unstable. but you are not allowed to admit it. when discussing your mental illnesses, you are always reminded of how you, at least, aren't one of "those" people. those people that can't go outside, that scream in public, that wander the dark streets with blood pouring down their legs. but you are one of "those" people, you are that quintessential person. but admitting it is defeat. you are not worthy of sympathy anymore, you are a faking munchausens freak. if you can admit your problems, it means you aren't suffering from them enough. everything around you is only encouraging you to fall deeper into the pit of despair.
there is truly nothing to gain from getting better, besides the sarcastic cheers that you aren't even allowed to ask for. you must get so bad that you yourself are a walking plea for help. but you will never be. you will never be perceived as as horrible as you truly are. you are fully normal and nothing will change any of their minds. they decide what you are. no matter what you do, you are normal, because you are you. you can't be insane, because i raised you. i am your mother. you are not insane. you are not crazy. you are my son. stop crying and stand up like the normal person you are. you won't ctb. why? because you are my son, and my son wouldn't do that.
you aren't a person with illnesses and issues. you are a normal person, because that's the easiest way for me to think of you.
yes, you are mentally ill. you are mentally unstable. but you are not allowed to admit it. when discussing your mental illnesses, you are always reminded of how you, at least, aren't one of "those" people. those people that can't go outside, that scream in public, that wander the dark streets with blood pouring down their legs. but you are one of "those" people, you are that quintessential person. but admitting it is defeat. you are not worthy of sympathy anymore, you are a faking munchausens freak. if you can admit your problems, it means you aren't suffering from them enough. everything around you is only encouraging you to fall deeper into the pit of despair.
there is truly nothing to gain from getting better, besides the sarcastic cheers that you aren't even allowed to ask for. you must get so bad that you yourself are a walking plea for help. but you will never be. you will never be perceived as as horrible as you truly are. you are fully normal and nothing will change any of their minds. they decide what you are. no matter what you do, you are normal, because you are you. you can't be insane, because i raised you. i am your mother. you are not insane. you are not crazy. you are my son. stop crying and stand up like the normal person you are. you won't ctb. why? because you are my son, and my son wouldn't do that.
you aren't a person with illnesses and issues. you are a normal person, because that's the easiest way for me to think of you.
