In honor of Mental Health Awareness Day I wrote a preference about Mental Illnesses. My knowledge on mental illnesses is limited so I apologize if any of these are inaccurate I tried my very hardest on them so please if you have any criticism point it out nicely. also if you like these please tell me it does mean a lot to me. WARING THESE COULD BE TRIGGERING IF YOU ARE SUFFERING FROM A MENTAL ILLNESS BE CAREFUL AND IF YOU NEED SOME ONE TO TALK TO YOU CAN ALWAYS MESSAGE ME.
I AM IN NO WAY SHAPE OR FORM ROMANTICIZING MENTAL ILLNESSES THEY ARE VERY SERIOUS ISSUES THAT I AM IN NO WAY BELITTLING
okay now you may continue on with reading thee preference I am sorry in advance that Ashton's is so short that was the size they were all suppposed to be but i got carried away
Ashton- Depression
Depression is like drowning. At first you think you can just swim up, but you end up being very wrong and you just keep sinking. As you keep sinking further and further, the light gets darker and it gets harder and harder to breathe. What people don't understand is the ocean is almost bottomless, pills and potions don't drain the water they just make it a little easier to breathe, they don't actually solve the problem. People also don't understand the cure to depression isn't a pill or a smile and just because you're smiling it doesn't mean you're cured, the road to happiness is long and winding and it isn't easy.
Ashton understood you. He understood just because you were smiling didn't mean you were happy and just because you were taking your pills didn't mean you were going to be cured. He also understood that just because he helped you through things didn't mean he was your cure. He knew how to help you, but he also knew you were always a flight risk. There could always be a day when you just decided to give up, so he always knew to hold you a little closer and tell you he loved you a little more.
He understood you more than anyone because he had went through the same thing that you did. He had felt the drowning waves of depression and he knew how to swim up through them because he had overcome them more than once. He was trying to help you now and he was just by being there. No, he wasn't a cure because there simply was no cure for depression only you could fix yourself, but Ashton made you happier than you had been in a long time and he made you want to be better.
Every time he held you tighter and told you he loved you it brought a smile to your face. Every time he told you you were beautiful you started to believe it just a little bit more. Every time he held your hand you felt like he was trying to help you up out of the bottomless pit you felt like you were in and you knew he was.
So, no Ashton wasn't a cure, but he made you want to reach for the one you knew existed.
Michael- Schizophrenia
Every little kid had imaginary friends. That was normal, but another thing that was normal was for the kids to realize their "friends" weren't real. That had never happened for you. Your parents just thought you were a late bloomer. "She'll grow out of it," they had said. "It's just a phase," but when you turned 13 and still swore your imaginary friends were real they knew something was odd. They had taken to you a psychiatrist and he diagnosed you with schizophrenia. He prescribed you some medicine and told your parents that it would fix the problem and it did. When you actually took the medicine, but you didn't like how it took away the people that kept you company.
You didn't like the silence.
You never minded the voices, they were your friends. Of course, you didn't want your friends to leave. Your parents tried to explain to you why you had to take the medicine, they told you the voices in your head weren't your friends they were your demons. You had argued saying demons hurt people and the voices in your head had never hurt anything or anyone. Then your parents told you that soon enough they would, so you started taking your medicine and you never had a problem with the voices bothering you.
