Sunday 15 July 2018

// Ignorance //

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 bed every single day; ready to take the world by storm.

If you don't understand how someone could drag a blade across their skin, good.
I hope you're never that desperate to feel something.

If you don't understand what would drive a person to keep starving despite everything they've lost in the process, good.
I hope you stay healthy and present and real.

If you don't understand why one won't just go to church or rehab or find someone who can help him, good.
I hope you always have somewhere to turn.

If you don't understand how someone can keep swallowing bottles of pills, tying knots in ropes or standing at the top of bridges, good.
I hope you're never that hasty for relief.

If you don't understand, good.
You're not supposed to.
It's all sick.
Thank God for ignorance.
It's healthy.