Word Press Post A Day – A literary-minded witch gives you a choice: with a flick of the wand, you can become either an obscure novelist whose work will be admired and studied by a select few for decades, or a popular paperback author whose books give pleasure to millions. Which do you choose?
I would absolutely love for people to just be obsessed with my book so much that they just study it for decades. However, if I wrote a book I would want it to be interesting – I would it to grab peoples attention, to let them escape the world or educate them, preferably both.
Actually I have an idea for a book, but I do not have the concentration to actually sit down and focus on it at this point. If anyone has read my previous posts, my blog focuses on mental health issues for the most part — or the majority posts—- or all of my posts with the exception of basically one.
If I wrote a book, I would want it to be about mental health, because there is such a stigma about it. I wouldn’t want it to just reach out to those that have it though. I would want it to educate everyone – those that have it, those that done, cats, dogs, birds, fish, whoever wants to read it, bite it, scratch it, peck on it, hmm maybe fish can’t swim on it. It wouldn’t make fun of mental illness, that is not something one should make fun of, but mental illness is something that you can still have fun with. There are funny things, funny stories that people can tell, we are still people with funny lives because of our mental illness. Combining our mental illness to educated others with the good things we have done, how we overcame our challenges, showing our funny side, perhaps showing our challenges while using humor, those are the things I would want to do.
It would be a best seller – all around the world. Written in so many languages – because lets be honest, mental illness affects everyone. Not just poor people, not just brown haired people, or rich people, or Hispanics, or white people, or purple haired people, or people that drink Pepsi instead of Coke.
I would love for a few people to become so obsessed the read my book for decades, and if that happens to occur with this one, that would be awesome! But most importantly, I want my book to be enjoyed by everyone – to educate everyone about the stigmas of mental illness – for people to be able to escape into humor and the lives of those that live with mental illness so they can see we are people just them.
When I first found out Robin Williams died, I literally thought – “Nooooo, if I can’t kill myself, why can he??”
Robin Williams was one of the funniest guys around. I grew up watching so many of the movies he was in – Aladdin, Fern Gully, Robots, Happy Feet, The Dead Poets Society, Patch Adams, What Dreams May Come, Goodwill Hunting…the list goes on and on.
The problem is – some of the funniest people, that look so happy on the outside and make other people laugh and feel happy — they can be the people hiding and feeling so much pain and sadness themselves. It is that mask that we wear. Allowing everyone to see our funny, social, happy side – but never allowing our emotions of hurt, pain, sadness to be exposed.
When a celebrity dies of a suicide or drug overdose, we are all incredibly shocked and taken aback. They either never seemed like someone who would do something like that — or they might have had a long history of stints in a rehab for their drug addiction. Mental health has stolen so many brilliant actors/actresses/artists away from us. —-
—-It has also taken away so many people away from us though. People that aren’t famous. The day Robin Williams died, there were others that also took their lives. Their families were torn up by the news that their loved ones were found dead, dead because they too had taken their own lives. I guess I began thinking about this aspect because a few days prior to Robin Williams’ death — another friend of mine lost her nephew to a suicide. You hear about the famous people that take their lives, perhaps hear a bit about how we need to help those with depression reach out for help, and then its over. What about those that take their lives everyday? It happens so much more than just a celebrity losing their life every so often – it is happening everyday, multiple times a day. We need more help for mental illness now! More education, more programs, more psychiatrist and therapists – we need all of that so that everyone who is affected can get the proper treatment — whether it is the public or celebrities. My friend’s family is trying to raise money for their nephews funeral, as it was extremely unexpected, if you would like to donate any money or simply leave a kind word the website is on gofundme.
I know I have tried suicide, a lot. And I have gone back and forth in my mind as to whether I am happy or sad that I lived through it. I am happy though I didn’t die though. I am not always happy, by any means. But, I am glad I was given a second change, and third, and fourth, and …. quite a few.
I really feel for Robin’s family. I can’t even imagine how hard it is to lose someone that not only they loved but to also have to deal with the publicity of everyone in the world who loved him too. I have lost someone to a drug overdose when she was basically self medicating for her depression and it hurts. Losing someone to mental illness hurts. I hope they are able to heal over time.
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