People with mental illness represent one of the most deeply stigmatized groups in our culture. Learn more about it here.
Burns, Marks, and Scars.
My scars do not deceive your eyes They are wounds from a fight I once fought That I won, I conquered, I survived These scars are apart of me, something I was once ashamed of and every once and A while I still feel that struggle but then I realize who I am.
ADHD Isn't a Joke—It's a Struggle, and a Gift.
“ADD isn’t real,” he said with a smirk. “It’s just a nice way to explain why our kids misbehave.” The natural smile that had been illuminating my face suddenly went into rigor mortis. He said…ADD…isn’t real?
I Am Not Ashamed to Admit That I Suffer from Mental Illness!
The words “mentally Ill” strike fear in the hearts of those who are ignorant and know only of the stereotypically mentally ill people as always being portrayed by the media as serial killers, being a danger to others, being uneducated, being poor, and that people with mental illnesses are lesser quality human being, among other things. Over the years, the media has negatively stereotyped people with mental illness, spreading the propaganda like a disease, and infecting the population with misconceptions and inaccurate information. Those who believe the media lies and the incorrect, mis-portrayed stereotypes often also still think that anyone with a mental illness should be locked up in a psychiatric institution and not allowed to intermingle with the rest of society, because the mentally ill are considered as lesser human beings.
There seems to be two very different camps when talking about autism. There are the people who have been exposed to someone on the spectrum and there are people that have not. It stands to reason that there would be different understandings of autism overall as a result, right?
‘How do I explain everything to Lara when I don’t understand it myself? She’s going to be so pissed at me, I promised and now all I want to do is bail. Why is it so hard to talk about it? Why do I do it when I feel so ashamed? Why is it the only thing I feel I have any control over, I don’t really, because I can’t stop’
Why Can’t We Be (synthetic) Friends?
My name is Polly Esther. I customize clothing for dolls (and robots), the majority of whom are made mostly of silicone and are made in factories. You might have heard the term “sex doll” before, but that’s not the term I like to use (though it’s often the term that needs to be brought up for clarity’s sake when I’m explaining what I do for a living). I like to use the terms “synthetic companion”, or “synthetic human”. Synthetic companions are NOT easy to dress and undress, and every organic human I know that has one staying with them is not comfortable leaving their synthetic companion unclothed. This is where I come in: my job is to make dressing and undressing their doll a more positive experience. Sometimes I receive a request for an elaborate, original outfit to be sewn from scratch, but clients usually hire me as their personal stylist, shopper, and seamstress. Once I’ve put together an ensemble that suits the synthetic person’s personality, I have to sew-in openings/closures in places that clothing usually does not have, which is the trickiest part of my job.
Fifty shades of purple………the dark side of Epilepsy.
I can hear you asking after reading the title asking Why purple. Well, purple is the color set aside for Purple day, which is celebrated on the 26th March, as a global initiative dedicated to raising epilepsy awareness. Seeing as we a fast-approaching 26th March I got excited to see this challenge about Uncommon knowledge, however I missed the boat. The competition closed before I could submit this. I have just, been to busy to be able to get my story in; but I thought I might just share anyway, despite missing the competition.
The Persuasion of Suicide Contagion
"Dr. Armonson stitched up her wrist wounds. Within five minutes of the transfusion, he declared her out of danger. Chucking her under the chin, he said, "What are you doing here, honey? You're not even old enough to know how bad life gets."
THOUGHTS She sits In the same place she has sat Every night for as long as she can remember The moon is full tonight
I am numb. I know I should feel, but I can’t. I should be happy, but it’s all crap. I smile for my parents. I do well at school.
Quick Facts -Death is often considered the ceasing of physical existence, however, death can be considered in a psychological sense as well!
Changing the public view on Phobias
Before you read on, I apologise if the grammar in this story is bad, but I needed to get this message out there and because of its contents I couldn’t meticulously comb through it for every error. If you continue to read, then thank you for taking the time to read what I feel I need to say.