I decided to do my second blog on a commercial called "We All Have Problems" by the Mental Health Awareness Ad. This commercial really impacted me in many different ways, ways that I truly never thought I could be impacted in. It definitely made me realize that there are people out there in our world that do not realize that there is someone that is willing to sit down and listen to whatever they have to say and help them through whatever circumstances they may be going through at that day and time. The fact that being diagnosed with a mental illness at a young age is more common than being diagnosed when you are in your older ages, makes me wonder.
What do these kids go through on a daily basis? How do they cope knowing that they have been diagnosed with a mental illness and no matter what they do, that illness will be with them for the rest of their lives? What are their lives like at home?
I personally think that when suffering from a mental illness at such a young age, it must be really hard to get through the day, especially if you're going through a phase of it hitting you hard. Everything surrounding you gets overwhelming and doesn't help much with what you're already going through, probably most definitely does not help with the fact. Suicide, I feel like suicide is a really dumb choice to do. Some people don't realize that taking your life doesn't solve anything at all, it only makes things worse. Think about it, how do you think it would make your parents feel if they walked into your room, and saw you laying on the ground dead, let alone knowing you took your own life. I surely know that if I had kid(s) and I walked into their room and saw them like that, that I would be ripped to pieces and honestly wouldn't know what to say, think, or do. So just take a minute to think about that.
I can make some connections to what I have said above, because when I get upset and feeling really down, I never wanna talk about it with anyone. Last year I was physically and verbally abused and my homeroom teacher helped me all the time through the tough times that I was going through and when I was physically and verbally abused, she asked me about it and I couldn't tell her, I told her "It makes me too upset to talk about it" and she later on had called my mom and told her that I wasn't feeling myself and there was something going on that my mom doesn't know about, in which my mom should try and get out of me. One night after that I was laying in my bed, crying because I felt like my world was crashing down on me. My mom came in my room and said that I had to tell her what was going on, and I said "I can't, it makes me too sad." And my mom said "You have to tell me, I can't help you if you don't tell me what's going on." So I had eventually told her, and she told me that I had to tell my teacher, then I told her that I couldn't tell her so my mom called the next day and told her everything that I had told my mom. Ever since that night, I've told my mom everything.
What do these kids go through on a daily basis? How do they cope knowing that they have been diagnosed with a mental illness and no matter what they do, that illness will be with them for the rest of their lives? What are their lives like at home?
I personally think that when suffering from a mental illness at such a young age, it must be really hard to get through the day, especially if you're going through a phase of it hitting you hard. Everything surrounding you gets overwhelming and doesn't help much with what you're already going through, probably most definitely does not help with the fact. Suicide, I feel like suicide is a really dumb choice to do. Some people don't realize that taking your life doesn't solve anything at all, it only makes things worse. Think about it, how do you think it would make your parents feel if they walked into your room, and saw you laying on the ground dead, let alone knowing you took your own life. I surely know that if I had kid(s) and I walked into their room and saw them like that, that I would be ripped to pieces and honestly wouldn't know what to say, think, or do. So just take a minute to think about that.
I can make some connections to what I have said above, because when I get upset and feeling really down, I never wanna talk about it with anyone. Last year I was physically and verbally abused and my homeroom teacher helped me all the time through the tough times that I was going through and when I was physically and verbally abused, she asked me about it and I couldn't tell her, I told her "It makes me too upset to talk about it" and she later on had called my mom and told her that I wasn't feeling myself and there was something going on that my mom doesn't know about, in which my mom should try and get out of me. One night after that I was laying in my bed, crying because I felt like my world was crashing down on me. My mom came in my room and said that I had to tell her what was going on, and I said "I can't, it makes me too sad." And my mom said "You have to tell me, I can't help you if you don't tell me what's going on." So I had eventually told her, and she told me that I had to tell my teacher, then I told her that I couldn't tell her so my mom called the next day and told her everything that I had told my mom. Ever since that night, I've told my mom everything.