Lovelies, just thot to share this piece with you as i see it as motivational as the author..
''If you don’t understand mental illness, good. Good for you. You shouldn’t have to understand.
If you don’t understand why some people can’t get out of bed in the
morning, good. I hope you jump out of your bed every day ready to take
the world by storm.
If you don’t understand how someone could drag a blade across their
skin, or bruise themselves, pick, probe, burn, then good. I hope you’re
never that desperate to feel something.
If you don’t understand what would drive a girl to keep starving herself
despite everything she’s lost in the process, good. I hope you stay
heavy and present and real.
If you don’t understand what eating everything in your kitchen only to
throw it all up solves, good. I hope you always remember that it solves
If you don’t understand why he won’t just go to rehab or church or find
someone who can help him, good. I hope you always remember you have
somewhere to turn.
If you don’t understand how she can put getting high above her own
children, good. I hope you never fall in love with a substance that only
kills you in return.
If you don’t understand how someone can keep swallowing bottles of
pills, tying knots in ropes, or standing at the tops of bridges, good. I
hope you’re never that desperate for relief.
It’s all fucking sick.
It’s all fucking mental.
When you say your prayers tonight, thank God for ignorance.
Culled from Tumblr.