To Be Mentally Ill

Share your experiences about what it means to be mentally ill

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Hit or Miss

Some days, I believe I’m a goddess. Some days, I’m so self-conscious that I don’t want to live my room.

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I’m pained to remember your memories The ones you couldn’t hold You’ll find the missing pieces In your head, in the cold And now I’m pushed out screaming Please Someone else go instead

Lessaven

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Not easy.

There is pure fear of abandonment and pure grief, fears of being euphoric that ends with sadness. Wanting to be accepted for who you are and what you are experiencing is not something that I could control. I always have this constant fear if hearing negative feedbacks from people I love, self harm and never ending self pity.

anonymous writer

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When I was diagnosed bipolar, my mom said “I don’t think so.” When I was diagnosed with hypothyroidism, my mom said “I hope you feel better.”

anonymous writer

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I’m pained to remember your memories The ones you couldn’t hold You’ll find the missing pieces In your head, in the cold And now I’m pushed out screaming Please Someone else go instead

anonymous writer

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Just One

I look at my skin Amazed that it isn’t scarred Like my thoughts. It gives me a pause. Makes me long for that Fleshy pain, But, alas, To break my skin Would be to break The barriers of my mind And highlight my darkness With their misunderstanding light. And, that, I can not Do But I psychotically Long for just one.

- never have I cut, but sometimes it’s almost too much

anonymous writer

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in what i can remember of my life there is no happiness.

anonymous writer

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To be mentally ill and struggling with depression and generalized anxiety since i was thirteen has been a battle. Today I am 22 and I am finally one year clean of self injury in a long and constant battle of dealing with it for nine years. If you asked me when I was thirteen if i would make it to where i was today , I wouldn't have believed you for a second. I can say i am very proud of myself.

anonymous writer

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Just One

I look at my skin Amazed that it isn’t scarred Like my thoughts. It gives me a pause. Makes me long for that Fleshy pain, But, alas, To break my skin Would be to break The barriers of my mind And highlight my darkness With their misunderstanding light. And, that, I can not Do But I psychotically Long for just one.

- never have I cut, but sometimes it’s almost too much

anonymous writer

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in what i can remember of my life there is no happiness.

anonymous writer

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I've suffered for too long and my mental illness feels like the only constant I have right now. I've been so attached to it that I never want to see myself recover.

anonymous writer

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I have everything. Everything. I’m an heiress to a million dollar company and I have friends and a happy family and a nice house. But I’ve been depressed for 6 years. And I don’t know if I’ll ever really be happy.

anonymous writer

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All I want is to have someone notice the hell I have in my head and help without me asking.

anonymous writer

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I haven’t heard from you in some time. Are you still alive? You used to cry, Imagining the end. I just want a friend To notice how I am not you Anymore. I think too often Of the end. I don’t wish For conclusion, But I wonder. I wish I were you Again.

anonymous writer

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I say I am heartless, but the real problem is I have too much heart and feel too deeply.

anonymous writer

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