Having experienced people with mental illness growing up, I now have the maturity and understanding to appreciate how difficult and frightening normal, every day life can be for those with an unstable grasp of sanity. It is very easy to victimise and feel pity for those people inflicted with mental illness, but this does not highlight the incredible courage and strength they exhibit every day of their lives. We feel a sense of connection and unity based on close people understanding us, so for mentally ill people, they feel an overwhelming grip of lonliness, seperation and despair. They are living in their own personal hell and their mind and imagination hold them in a place of illusion that is incredibly real for them. I was once told that it was like teetering around a great, dark abyss. This abyss pulls and threatens to swallow you up, but balancing around the edges takes great strength and stamina and sometimes they slip and fall in. Thus ensues a long, painful process back to the edges.
Lost and forgotten,
A speck on the horizon of life.
Digging at the dirt,
Foraging through the darkness.
Peering nose up against the window pane of others lives,
But limited by the inability to grasp the light in the dark.
Lily Basnet
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