Mental Illness

I feel that mental illness bothers people.

The people who don't have it.

My "breakdowns" interrupt the "happy" they expect to see in me.

Correction....

My depressive episodes interrupt the hypomania they expect to see in me.

It is not a malady that is easily medicated,

or one that will run its course.

My illness is a permanent disability I will always

do battle with.

No recovery, only management.

Only the strong can abide when I relapse.

Only the ones with a heart full of love

can love me with this affliction.

I'm doing my best.

If my best makes you turn away,

then it's something you need to address

within yourself...it isn't ME.