I write because of the stigma that goes with having a mental illness and desire to educate those who don’t have one that maybe my words can lessen the stigma. I write because if I share my story of recovery then maybe I can show those who struggle with a mental illness that recovery is possible and that there is hope. I write to speak up for those who cant find their voice.
Writing my story to help educate those who don’t have a mental illness as well as to give hope to those who do struggle with a mental illness that recovery is possible because words matter. Words matter more than people realize. The old saying: “Stick and stones may break my bones but word will never hurt” is bullshit. Words can hurt like hell just like words can lift a person up. It is with my words that I write my story. Words I didn’t have a few years ago. The words I write, I hope to lift others up with them.
Having a way with words is not my forte but I love to write. A love to write is why I am willing to share my story. A story I hope can help others as well as educate. Giving hope to those who need it, is why I am not afraid to share my story. Educating those who don’t struggle with a mental illness is why I not only share my story but advocate for those who struggle with a mental illness. Thanks for reading on why I write. Peace Out!!