Mental illness a censured sickness (Part One)
We the Centennials or the kids of Gen Z are quite habituated with so much innovation, in-depth knowledge of new researches, experiencing the many milestones achieved by humans. Even now humans are still striving to reach out of outer space, to know more, to learn more but not to sit idle. Though this is the scenario still a large population faces some traumatic disturbances which come up with knowing to be mentally unhealthy or being mentally ill.
But, before I begin the first section of this essay, I'd like to thank someone who reminded me of its significance. Thank you @surrealfia for creating The Blues. I could recall the entire scene in my mind as I read through the lines because I had witnessed it myself. Perhaps many/some did. As a result, I am grateful to you for bringing it up. You've written beautifully. I'm going to highlight one aspect of what you've talked about, which is still a sensitive subject for me.
In this ever-expanding universe where humans are overly preoccupied with their activities and innovations, many Centennials still face a tagged title, a teasy nickname, or strange glares when they admit to having a mental illness. It is a stigmatized topic, but it is painful to bear such words or slashes simply because one is open about their mental illness. How will they find solutions if they don't talk about it? How will treatments be discovered if no one studies them? How will we survive in the twenty-first century if we continue to stigmatize mental illness?
This is quite a triggering topic for me, that is because mental illness is not considered to be an illness. In reality, it is another type of illness like physical illness, it is mental illness. Primarily such is what common people know but it has barely survived to receive its recognition vividly. It is still treated as a minor issue and physical sickness is given more attention. Some are unaware, some neglect, some tease on the topic and makes comedy out of it. Let me ask a question, why must we be shy to share that we need help to recover? Are we guilty to ask for financial help? Are we guilty to ask for physical help? Do we not want to recover or is the population already growing so much some of us can die in vain it won't be problematic? Do we think like that? Isn't it worth it to try to heal?
After 9-10 months of journey, we arrive on Earth, we find oxygen, we come in contact with so much more but due to mental illness we die little by little every day, I wonder why? In some areas, even physical remedies are off track as corruption rules over. It is quite hard for common people to predict what the remedies can be, that's obvious, an expert will always know better. In some areas, mental illness is stigmatized. People belittle the ones going through the sickness. Defaming, belittling, dishonoring, why are such words acquainted to a patient? Aren't they already suffering a lot more than they can take?
Let me leave the questions unanswered, and attend to them in my next post. These are fragile concerns that need more attention than negligence. I am coming back to it later. Take into account how concerned we are about our mental health, how distracted we are, or are we so engrossed in our daily lives and physical well-being that we have failed to recognize what constitutes a healthy mental state.