I wish you enough sun to keep your attitude bright no matter how grey the day may appear.
I wish you enough rain to appreciate the sun even more.
I wish you enough happiness to keep your spirit alive and everlasting.
I wish you enough pain so that even the smallest of joys in life may appear bigger.
I wish you enough gain to satisfy your wanting.
I wish you enough loss to appreciate all that you possess.
I wish you enough hellos to get you through the final good-bye.
I was so frustrated when the news broke about UCSB and the boy who hated women. (And I do use the term boy on purpose). I was frustrated because immediately Tumblr became this open dialogue about male versus female and how this is a growing epidemic. Whereas Facebook became a discussion about gun violence and mental illness.
I sat there reading on Facebook how people blamed it on his mental illness and how guns were too readily available to him regardless of his mental state. I couldn’t handle it and I commented (nicely) that the topic is about more than mental illness. Too often mental illness becomes an ‘excuse’ or justification after the fact. Each headline reads as “Murderer guilty of crimes, past mental problems” or some version.
And the women disagreed with me. Saying that it wasn’t about Rodgers hate groups or controversial speech against the woman who rejected him, rather it was about the mental illness his mom tried to report with no results.
Why is it that we blur the lines between being mentally ill and being inappropriate or violent. They are not exclusive! And by making them components of each other, truly mentally ill people will never want to come forward to get help.
I have suffered from depession for as long as I can remember, I’ve been hospitalized and medicated and all sorts of solutions and treatments to make my day to day more liveable. I am now happily married, pregnant and buying our first house. I work at my life and happiness. I do not want my mental illness to be a horrible stigma that I should be ashamed of.
I know it’s another way to look at the issue. It’s not directly related to #whenwomenrefuse but I was so frustrated by the women who gave Rodgers a ‘cop out’ of sorts by saying we should have helped him so he didn’t ‘snap’.