I was thinking this the other day, about how the difference between physical disability and mental health in society are so different.
Certainly in the last 10 years, disability rights have improved. Things have to be done within reason to allow people to work, Ramps have been put in places, train stations are being updated to have lifts and generally I feel things are improving.
But I feel that for the people who suffer from mental health we are just starting off to try and change the stigma that surrounds us. I tell some people I suffer from mental health problems and they seem to look at me with that but you don’t look like a crazy homeless person who screams stuff about how God is talking to you and throws poo at windows sort of a look.
Mental health problems like a lot of disease is an equal opportunities disease. Black, white, rich, poor, male, female it can get you and it can make you feel like the lonliest person on the planet.
The only way I know of how to improve people’s impressions is to talk, talk about who I am, what this has done to me, how it has effected my life and what I have done to try and help cure myself. Get people to ask questions of me. Without speaking I am sure nothing will improve.