In a perfect world everyone would just accept and understand others for who they truly are, right? Well guess what? We don’t live in a perfect world. As much as I wish we did, we just don’t. Do I wish that everyone I met would understand and accept me for who I am? You bet I do. This just isn’t going to happen.
God has a plan for everyone. Why do some people have to deal with invisible illnesses? This we will never know. I think living with an invisible illness makes you a stronger and more understanding person. Of course some days I couldn’t give two shits about being strong. Those days I just want my illnesses to disappear forever. In the long run however my illness is a part of me. I wouldn’t be who I am without it. I wouldn’t be brave, I wouldn’t be strong and I wouldn’t be fearless. My illness is a part of my makeup. It’s who I am.
Now why can’t people just accept others for who they truly are? Why do people who live with my illness keep it inside? Why are we scared to share our stories? People don’t treat mental illness the way they should. They should accept it as an illness just like they accept people who have cancer or asthma. Why is there such a stigma associated with mental illnesses? I can’t help that my brain is unbalanced. I can’t help that I have panic attacks. I can’t help that I’m an anxious person. I can’t help the fact that I get tired more than others. I can’t help that some days all I want to do is stay curled up in my bed. Believe me if I had the choice I wouldn’t choose these things to be a part of my everyday life. Then again, I think my illness has somewhat helped me become the person I am today.
As odd as it may sound, sometimes I am thankful for my invisible illness. Why would I be thankful for my bipolar depression and anxiety? Well I think the one thing I’m most proud of because of my illness is that I accept people for who they truly are. I am able to help others going through what I’ve gone through. I’m able to say to them, “stay strong” and “keep your head up.” “My story isn’t over yet and neither is yours!”
Why yes, this world isn’t perfect, not everyone understands everyone, but I like to think that one day soon mental illnesses will be accepted like other visible illnesses are today.