When Sadness Was The Sea, You Taught Me To Swim
This is the greatest thing I have ever seen. People do not understand that mental illnesses, such as depression, are actual chemical imbalances in your body. They are not brought on by choice. My dad was diagnosed with depression. He was so ashamed of it that he hid it from me and my brothers. A month later, he killed himself. The stigma that comes with mental illness made my Dad embarrassed to talk to his own kids about this problem because he felt like less of a man.
Erase the stigma. The more we talk about mental illness, the less likely it will end in suicide.
Please reblog.
I wish my maths teacher would listen.
She knows I’m severely depressed (like all my teachers) and she still piles on hours worth of revision and pressure on me to pass exams.
Just because I don’t have an extremely depressed look on my face and essence in the air doesn’t mean I don’t want to kill myself and doesn’t mean I can handle the pressure of exams and revision.
The more we TALK about mental illness the less stigmatised it is, and the easier it will be for me and many others to function.it’s perfect
(Source: losingthe-war, via vegete)
