Smeared dullness
Catatonic stare
That’s what they think
Washed out color
Long halls painted grey
Not a door insight
Ideas out of focus
Stifling, confusing
Lack luster, incredulous
emotions …….Clawing away the life fingers scraping their nails jagged and bloody, threads unravelling.. like the sound of a chalk board being scratched.
That’s what stigma, bias does isolates you.
Yet I exist Wrapped inside this cocoon~
Generic and uncategorized yet longing to be labeled and in a category ~ oh wait, I am… I fall under stigma mental illness under my skin, unseen yet relentless in my mind there are millions of my kind.
One size fits all as long as that size is extra large as to swallow my frame,as well as yours.
Swallowing my existence whole~
Preferably invisible~
Left unseen~
To myself~
Designated ~
As is~NJM
Bipolar Tapestry~Poetic Thoughts 
Wow. So compelling, honest and extraordinary.
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Thank you
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Wonderfully…yet I say as always? 🙂
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very much a fan…
looking forward to checking this place out more
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Love this. Stigma is so cruel and still exists much more than people realize screaming at us who are the subjects if their disgust and fear. This stigma is based on ignorance… I have been stigmatized many times in the past and still am today!!! Stigma is just a softened word for discrimination and prejudice. We all need to be voices to fight the ugliness of stigma that is actually killing those that are afraid to get help because if it!
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I’m trying raise up and try with me thank you for your wise words
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Thank you. It is just something I m so passionate about and know I need to do so much more to help raise awareness and get rid of this awful painful stigma…. it stinks… and that is a nice way to put it.
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