I wondered if there were others like me who got even more down because "society" labeled people like us as "ill".

During my depression i was reluctant to admit any kind of "mental disease". to me, it was like admitting weakness. what would my father think?

but now it is different.

what if i wasn't ill?

this might be upsetting and that isn't my intention. i know depression is very real for you. and it is no joking matter. people die from it.

but what if there was a change of perspective? what if we saw ourselves not as ill, but as a special group of people with a special set of challenges in our lifetimes?

not special in that derogatory way. special as in, well, even "gifted" if you will.

many artists are familiar with depression and suffering and look about at what they have given the world in thier effort to escape what in thier minds, seems unjustness or imbalances. often their art is what they see they can give that will correct a gross wrong, in society, religiously, politically, etc...

what if some of us are in that place and we feel as if we are going out of our minds trying to deal with it.

like "society" at large "accepts" injustices, but for some reason "we" are unable to.

would we be called "artists" if we magically found some way to express the deep pain we are experiencing and put it out before the world to witness and share in a solution?

i wonder in real olden times if they called people like us "crazy" or perhaps, in different times, we were even considered "special"?

any thoughts?

Love to All