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A Poem About Mental Illnesses And The Stigma That Comes With It By Me

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Cancer no problem.

Diabetes no problem.

Heart Disease no problem.

Broken bones and arms no problem.

Plenty here are deranged.

Plenty here are bipolar.

There’s plenty here that walks around so sad and feeling so hopeless.

Not knowing whether they’re coming or going.

But they won’t seek help because the stigma of mental health steady growing.

Growing from people who have no knowledge about it. 

Growing from people who haven’t even experienced it.

Growing from people who just don’t believe in it.

 Stop judging and take time to learn about mental illnesses.

Telling someone with cancer to ‘just get over it’ would be so inappropriate.

Why would someone want to feel like this on purpose?

Feeling helpless and worthless everyday.

Never looking forward to the next day.

Everyday is a fight with your mind.

Plenty thoughts in your head just floating around inside.

Others feeling like you’re just fine and doesn’t pay you no mind.

Feeling so empty inside.

Everyday of the week and every hour that goes by.

Mental illnesses is not all in the mind.

Mental illnesses can happen to you or anybody at any time.

It doesn’t matter the age because mental illnesses doesn’t discriminate.

All the negative about mental illnesses you all just need to quit it.

Some people just don’t get it or understand the pain and the guilt that comes with it.

Day by day your mind overthinks and you can’t help it.

You try to manage but your mind isn’t having it.

Sometimes you feel like you’re going insane.

Why would anyone sit and plan this kind of thing?

Why would anyone want to feel like this everyday in shame?

Never feeling the same feeling nothing but shame because of the negative things people are saying.

Everyday is hard everyday is a scare.

Everyday feels like you’re living a nightmare.

Surrounded by people who don’t care and people who believes that you’re okay.

Not understanding that you’re not okay and that you’re in pain just about everyday.

Aches and pains all the time making it hard to get up and move around.

Feeling nothing but despair inside.

Feeling nothing but guilt, pain, and emotions.

Feels like you’re riding on a rollercoaster.

Stop The Stigma If You’ve Never Been There.

 

 

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The stigma about mental illnesses is truly sad and rude. If you ask me, it’s actually very cruel. Those who struggle with a mental illness or more is still human. Calling someone ‘crazy’ or ‘insane’ isn’t cool at all. Having a mental illness is hard as it is, and for people to down talk someone with a mental illness, having no type of experience of it, is just ignorance. Period! 

 

This poem is about mental illnesses, feelings, and the stigma that comes with it. It’s no game, and i really wish people would understand. Mental illnesses are real, and can even be severe. You are not alone, and you have nothing to be ashamed of. You aren’t the first and definetly won’t be the last, go get help because your mental health matters! This too shall pass. 

Keep The Faith And Pray, And Know That One DAY This Will Pass!!!

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Simper

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Everyday is full…

Full of highs and lows

Full of tears and sorrows

Full of frowns and no hope for tomorrow

 I’m on this journey alone,

Hoping and praying that this pain,

this depression will release from me

I’m tired of pretending

Tired of hiding the feelings and emotions i feel within me

But through everything i still continue to smile

Smiling to hide the emotions, feelings, and guilt that

I feel inside

Pushing all the lies aside

To enjoy myself and to have a good time

It helps to make life worth while

I lost my daddy at a young age

I hated i had to say my daddy was dead

So many thoughts ran through my head

And til this day

I needed you to stay

I didn’t expect to be this way

Tell my baby girl mama said hey

I’ll never forget that day

The day she went away

But inside momma

She’s going to stay

But like i said through everything i still smile

Even if it’s for a second or 1 min

A month or maybe even a year

But a smile can make sadness disappear

I’m making progress

I have dreams of becoming a actress

Life is like a book

Because every day is a new look 

A new page

A new day

To do what you have to do.

I refuse to wake up in despair

I refuse to feed myself into distress

continuously look for a better way

Until then, i’ll stay focus and keep pushing.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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Mental War Poem By Me Expressive Jackie

Mental War

Everyday is like war to me,

Struggling everyday to prevail reality,

A bath, do my hair, get dressed and put on my shoes,

It’s really hard, some days, to see a good point of view,

Being judged in so many ways,

By those who don’t know, those that don’t even understand.

Very high conservation, a worrier,

A woman that’s good at covering things up that’s bothering her,

A woman putting on a show, knowing inside, she feels no hope.

I’ve been trained to feel undeserving,

Unattractive, and so not worthy of making happy,

Tense and hard to love, feeling like im not good enough.

At times i feel like one big mistake,

My mind overthinks, can’t concentrate, and almost everyday is hard to face.

Everyday im surrounded by people that actually think i can, and think I should, ‘just suck it all up’ and everything’s going to be good.

I wish!

I’m just so tired of being misunderstood,

This mental war, i did not choose.

This poem is inspired by the everyday struggles of having a mental illness specifically major depression and anxiety. Everyday is a battle, but everyday is also a win to be very proud of.

Us people, that struggle with mental illnesses on a everyday basis can’t help, and we most definitely, did not choose, the battles that we face just about everyday.

We didn’t choose to have all these different feelings, the different moods, the difference emotions, and the different views in/of life, that mental illnesses brings us through.

Stop the stigma about mental illnesses, especially if it’s something that you never had to deal with.

Stop with the stigma about mental illnesses.

The Stigma Of Mental Health Cause Some To Be Ashamed.

The Stigma About Mental Health Cause People To Be Embarrassed.

Because of all the stigma about mental illnesses, (mental health), a person could be struggling and not even get help.

Because of being either ashamed, or embarrassed, they will do anything but they won’t seek help.

If you or someone you know struggling with a mental illness, get help and know that you are not alone. Yes, mental illnesses do in fact, make you feel alone, but you are not alone.

And trust me, you’re not the only one. Don’t be ashamed, and don’t try to do it alone, talk to someone. Talk to your doctor, there’s medications, and many different resources, that can help you feel better.

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Everyday Battles Of Depression Poem By Me Expressive Jackie

Everyday Battles Of Depression Poem By Me Expressive Jackie

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Everyday Battles Of Depression Poem By Me Expressive Jackie

Everyday is a battle.

It is the most darkest place one could face alone,

A journey filled with struggles solo, all alone.

Everyday filled with many groans,

Everyday is a new battle,

Against the same competitor.

Yet the enemy exchanges blows back with irrational roars.

It sneaks up on you in your most helpless shape,

Mostly when there’s no around who can communicate.

The thoughts in your brain begins to expand and distend,

Which drags you into your private repressed nightmare.

Fabrications and organism from your past

Served as pain, that you can’t withstand.

Lastly sleep always comes as a greeting friend,

Knowing the next morning the continual battle begins yes, yet again.

Never Ends!!

This poem is about the daily struggle with self image, feeling like you’re not good enough for yourself or nobody else. It’s a daily battle of trying to feel accepted, and also, the struggle of learning to love yourself.

In order to love someone else, you have to first start by loving yourself.

Everyday, there is a battle to face. But don’t give up, life is to short, put a smile on your face, and take control over those battles you face, everyday.

Do you like my poem you just read? Feel free to like, comment, and share. Let’s stop the stigma of mental illnesses that’s flying around in the air. If you care, share!!

Good morning to all of my followers, and readers. Thanks for taking time out of your day to read what i have to say. I hope and i pray, that today, each and everyone of you, has a blessed day.

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Lost In Pain, Depression Poem

Lost, Pain, And Depression

I wonder what do you call it when all you feel is pain,

When you’re surrounded with your family, and they look at you, and all you feel is shame,

When you’re tired of living and playing this depression game,

At times, life feels meaningless and you’re the one to blame,

Feeling lost and those thoughts can make you feel insane,

Sitting here thinking like “My life isn’t the same,”

Feeling hurt deep in your soul,

When you’re smiling and laughing,

Knowing it’s all a show,

Feeling like you’re really at your all-time low,

Nothing makes you happy and everything dark begins to grow,

What do you call it when you feel all alone?

When you’re home but the house you live in doesn’t feel like a home,

Looking back at my life like why everything went so wrong,

If you struggle with depression, you are not alone,

Stay and remain strong! Don’t fight depression on your own.

Depression takes you to a very dark place. But you don’t have to go through it alone. There is help. Getting help doesn’t mean that you’re weak, it means you care about yourself and you want to beat this.

You are strong, don’t let your thoughts from depression stir you wrong. You don’t have to do it alone. Don’t be ashamed, you’re only human.