I go on tumblr quite frequently, and I see so many pictures of people romanticizing suicide, depression, anorexia, etc... It offends me, it angers me, and it makes me want to show people what the consequences of it are. So, let's begin, shall we?
Let's start with a topic that I am very familiar with, cutting; The world appears to be in this dream stage that cutting will make them cute, quirky, popular, and make people want to come up to them to kiss their scars. Well, here's Enlightening Tale Brethren here to ruin that fantasy for all of you.
You want to know what REALLY happens when people cut? For one, they have to live with the fact that they're depressed enough to cut, they get addicted, and they have to fight every single day to make it through. I know this from personal experience. Want to know what else happens? People judge you. They will judge you every time they see your scars. They're not going to approach you and think "Oh, she cuts, she's broken; Let's befriend her!" Ha, if that was the case, I would be extremely popular.
There is not a single thing that is cute about cutting. Not a single freaking one. (My computer teacher should be proud of me, because I am refraining so much right now to not cuss). When you scar your flesh and people notice, some might care enough to help you, but for the most part, they're going to think "Oh wow! She cuts. She's clearly insane, let's avoid her at all costs."
Depression
Depression comes in many different dosages, and it doesn't discriminate. Anyone can become depressed. Please explain to me what seems lavish and exciting about struggling to get out of bed every single morning, to paste a smile on your face, and fight to not off yourself during the day. I'd love to hear their outlook on all of this, because I've been depressed, and let me tell you, it's no walk in the park.
You have to fight it for the rest of your life, and it never really goes away. You have to fight every single day, to stay alive, and to not give in to the temptation of eternal rest. It affects your daily life, your personal life, all aspects of it, really. It's not a romantic thing that has a happy, fairy tale ending, because for the most part, it sucks. To put it bluntly, it's one of the worst feelings in the world.
Suicide
I have seen more posts romanticizing suicide than any other form of mental disease. Let's get one thing straight, suicide has consequences, and it has no positive outcome. When you kill yourself, you also kill the ones around you. You hurt others by doing it.
But, please don't take that the wrong way, because suicide is not cowardly. No, what's cowardly is treating someone so bad that they view that as their only option. Before you give me the whole "Well, someone out there always has it worse." Yeah? And someone always has it better too. Are we going to complain about that?
Suicide affects people, and it kills them eternally, mentally... It's not a romantic thing, or a thing to be treated as heroic. It's an extremely sad thing, when someone kills themselves. There is no romantic outcome to suicide, at all. People seem to forget this. Take, for example, this post:
The main problem I see with romanticizing suicide, is that it makes it seem OK. Like hey, who cares if we live, because if I kill myself, at least I can make it sound poetic. It's stupid, disrespectful, and blinding.
People aren't addressing the reality of mental illness, they're simply covering it up in a way that makes it seem beautiful.
There is nothing beautiful about suicide, or cutting, or even shoving a finger down your throat after every meal.
I'm hoping this post will help bring people back to reality, because we need that, desperately. So please, stop making illnesses sound like a giant party, or romantic, or like they're an OK thing to have. I mean, it doesn't make you a bad person if you have an illness, that's not my intention, any way. We all have struggles. But, please, just stop trying to make them seem more beautiful than they actually are.
Until the next time,
-Enlightening Tale Brethren.
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