It is all doom and gloom on the scene of that is currently known as ‘mental illness’ issues.
There are a lot of voices lately discussing them in the press and elsewhere. There was mental health awareness week, there was a mental gala ball organised by a charity, there are articles about all these poor people who are ill.
And what I started to find slightly annoying is that it is all entirely sad.
True, depression is sad, and in my opinion, it represents a sane approach to the world which is hugely insane (I won’t elaborate on it for now). But the same, very depressing attitude goes for the rest of mental health problems.
Got schizophrenia? Doomed for the rest of your life! With tearful relatives reminding that you not only spoiled your own life, but also theirs.
Bipolar? The same: don’t forget that once you got this diagnosis you will be ill for the rest of your pathetic life.
Sad, very sad. And the mainstream media is shouting this sadness every time there is an article covering the mental health scene. It is like listening to an endless chanting at a very prolonged funeral. Funeral of all those who are unfortunate enough to get the label of being mentally ill.
Come to think of it, it reminds me of a particular card in the Tarot deck – four of cups.
On it we can see a man sitting next to a tree. There are four cups in front of him, with one of them being presented to him in a very clear gesture, but he is very obviously oblivious to it. The man seems to be deeply asleep. Rachel Pollack (in Seventy-Eight Degrees of Wisdom) describes this situation as “apathy.” And as she continues: “What we can call the ‘negative imagination’ makes us look at everything as worthless or boring. There seems to be nothing worth getting up for, nothing worth doing, and nothing worth examining.”
True, in the world of mental health, there seems to be a lot of ‘examining’, but there isn’t much left worth getting up for. It is like they want us to remain sad, reinforcing the stigma every time they proclaim that mental illness is a ‘terrible disease’.
But I beg to differ.
Madness is a gift. And if you come out as a winner and realise that you can still be happy, enormously happy, then you will reach the conclusion that you were never ill in the first place.
There are plenty of people who are mad and are very happy.
I put a link to this music video in one of my other posts, but I put it again. It is like it was made for us, the mental, so I advise you to watch it - Heroes