For the lack of a better term I am using “Mental Issue,” M.I. for short, as a blanket term to describe what we have and deal with on a daily basis. I want to use “Issue” because I don’t want to call it an “Illness.”

Illness, to me anyway, implies that it can be cured, it’s something that you caught and didn’t have before. It’s a part of us, it’s in our DNA, and it’s something we didn’t choose to have but something we live with on a daily basis.

When our M.I. kicks in it’s called “An Episode.” An Episode of what? Are we a sitcom or drama that people sit back and watch? While it may certainly feel this way for non M.I.s, for those of us going through said “episode” it feels more like a storm. Comes on with little to no warning. A lot of huffing and puffing, with loud crashes of thunder. For this reason I will refer to them as Storms and not “Episodes.”

By talking we can begin healing and understanding on both
sides. Ask questions and listen to the answers, don’t judge, don’t speak, just listen.



Friday, April 15, 2016

Not So Happy Holidays


It’s that time of year,
Where I have to paint a smile on my face,
Everyone is faking,
Being kind to the Human race.

Everything is so festive,
Colors are so bright,
Everyone is so Merry,
Pft, yea right.

With every well wishes
I want to gag,
Knowing the rest of the year,
They act like an old hag.

Nothing is genuine,
Nothing is real.
Lies upon lies
As everyone gathers for the two big meals.

But a fake smile,
I too, shall wear.
I hate this holiday season,
I sit alone in despair.

- Max M. Power
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