Thoughts From MY Cluttered Mind offers positive angles to the issue that faces those with mental illness. Living with Bipolar Disorder myself and being able to share my experiences with others, is the best way I know how to pay it forward. Life can be difficult, my goal is to bring a bit of hope to a place where many feel there is none.

Friday, April 11, 2014

“I” is for Imagine If… #atozchallenge



“You may say I'm a dreamer
But I'm not the only one
I hope someday you'll join us
And the world will live as one….”

John Lennon sang these words with other ideas in mind, but to me, this chorus says what I try to say and believe each day.  Someday we will live as one, those with mental illness will not be on the outside looking in, but integrated into society as “normal people.”   

Imagine if…... we looked at everyone as we did a new-born  child, innocent and perfect.  We cannot fathom what they will become as they grow, but it doesn’t matter at that time; why should it matter as they get older?  We are who we are meant to be when we are born it is the world that changes us as we grow. 

Imagine if…..we knew exactly how many people we associated with each day that lived with a mental illness, or had a member of their family suffering from a mental illness, would you be surprised?  Would you run away and not speak with them again?  Unfortunately, many would for fear of  “catching what they had.”  Sadly, there was a time this was common, and I am afraid still exists for many people. 

Imagine if…..we knew that people who contemplate suicide do not really want to die, but instead are crying for attention, for someone to listen to them; even for a minute.  They do not die from suicide; they actually die from sadness, hopelessness and despair.

Imagine if…..we opened our hearts to everyone, didn’t criticize, stigmatize or place blame on any one person because of an illness. 

This illness, at its very worst, takes your soul away, your life, dreams and hopes for the future.  Just imagine if we could make it better for future generations that will face the madness that occurs in our minds now.  There is so much to think about, to consider and to change that the mere idea is overwhelming; however, I think it is time for it to happen.  Too many people are hurting and begging for someone to hear them; many do not have the strength to speak for themselves; someone else needs to.