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Originally Posted by TheSadGirl
I talk very openly about my mental illness on FB. My husband even posted when I was in the psych ward that I was looking for visitors. Any potential new friends get told about my issues before I add them on FB. I weed out anyone afraid or unsupportive. I have pink hair and tattoos and piercings. I pole dance. I'm over all an odd ball. Love me or hate me, I don't care.
People are afraid of things they don't understand. It can be hurtful, but the truth is they are the ones missing out. We are worthwhile people and if they can't look past "bipolar" I feel sorry for them.
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I scare a lot off on FB before they stick around too. I warn them it's "my personal blog. I get raw and red and sometimes work blue. I'm bipolar and I still see value in life too. If you can handle that, cool. If not, tell me politely now and move on." My friends list is now down to 13 and probably will be less in a day or two.