Society and LIES

The words above are part of what my society made me believe.

I wasn’t tricked into it, nah! Gradually I got enveloped with everything Society pointed as weak.

How dare you go vocal about your feelings? That’s a pity party, you don’t do that.

Lol, what a joke of a society

I am one of the humans the society brainwashed into silently taking it all in. As a kid, I’ll always make jokes when fighting depression because I was told that depression is never a thing and only the weak stay down for too long. Poor child, I would always struggle to get myself out of the undefined state of mind and if that involves clowning for others to get entertained? Hold my juice, please

Then came the day I had my last straw and shattered. I won’t forget the day my mum sought a therapist and got me booked for the session, I can remember the guilt and sadness on my face, my mum noticed and took my little hand to hers. That was when the words left me, “ But mummy, I am not M@d”

I wasn’t sure she heard me because she kept staring at me, with no trace of emotion on her. I was about to repeat myself when she whispered, “ Shush Mama, seeing the therapist doesn’t make you crazy”

In case you’re wondering, Mama was my pet Name. “Was” because it’s all in the past now.

Her words left me perplexed. “How is she saying this?” I know it, not only do I know but everyone is aware that only the crazy needs the therapist. I had been carried away with thoughts when these words slipped into my ears, “ I need a therapist too” I blinked and they were my mum’s. Life’s sure interesting .

A few months later, My life started going back to normal, one thing led to the other and I told my classmate about my Therapist. We were quite close at the time and were having a conversation when I expressed how kind and nice my Therapist was, and ended with “ I love her”

“You love who?” her voice somehow threw me off. Oh, she wasn’t listening.

“Sorry my mind is fixed on this” She smiles down at her sliding puzzle.

“That’s fine” I wasn’t sure I said this but the smile on her face told me all I needed to know, the words left me.

“ You love who?”

“My therapist”

That was it, she dropped her toy and gaped at me.

“ What? You see a Therapist?” The questions didn’t help but the look on her face was worst. My Therapist did her best to convince me that there’s nothing wrong with getting help and I’ll always show her how undisturbed I was about whatever people may think of my getting help. Until that day, I never saw the need to convince anyone but before me, was my terrified little friend.

Part of me felt bad for telling her and the remaining was filled with anger. Rage towards society for doing nothing but lying to Kids. I was trying to get the right words to explain things to her when she suddenly started crying. Growing up, I’ve had embarrassing moments but I don’t think any of them comes close to this. I started begging her to stop but it was too late, she draw almost half of the class to us and one of them was quick to go call a teacher.

She kept crying and refused to speak and confused me just stood silently and begged the ground to allow me in. The only thing that saved my innocent self from getting punished was her only words when we both were taken to the Director’s office,

“ I’m scared, my friend is not Okay.”

I instantly denied not being okay, the Teachers got tired because they weren’t getting answers to their questions and decided to dismiss us. We went back to class and the awkwardness was glaring. Well, after some days I got the opportunity to talk it out with her and told her it’s not that deep that I was just seeing a Therapist because my cousin is and it’s fun.

No, I’m not sorry that I lied, what would you expect me to say to the only kid close to me who started withdrawing because I saw a Therapist?

After that incident, I became so careful and made sure I didn’t have to mention it to anyone else. It got so bad that I saw no reason to continue seeing the Therapist so I stopped

That kid graduated and became an adult, she would always lose it but will someone pull off and feel better until one happened and she couldn’t take it any more . I knew what I needed, a therapist . I got myself one and unlike that child, this adult is never going to be bullied into thinking it’s Crazy to see a therapist.

If there’s anything Crazy, it’s not seeing one and just like the way I do me, I’m doing this Therapy thing for the longest of long.

This is me, telling you to shut the Society up. Shushing Society involves unpacking all their lies and looking out for yourself in every good way.

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