You take away everything beautiful their life. Â You blind them to the glow their life has. Â You numb them to the warmth, love and joy their life floods them with. Â Trapped in the darkness you make them immobile unable to move. Â You trap them while you fill their heads with lies and fear.
I hate you. Â I hate what you do to friends. Â I hate what you did to my mother. I hate what you steal from them. Â I hate the place you take them. Â I hate how you make them feel. Â
I hate that I feel helpless against you. Â I hate that there is nothing I can do to stop you. Â I hate that I do not know how to help my friends. Â I hate that that makes me feel useless and helpless. Â I hate that I my heart aches for them, that I worry for them. Â
I’ve decided I have spent enough years hating you.  Hating what you did to my mother and now hating what you do to friends.  I will not hate you anymore.  You are a disease.  I will do what we do with all diseases, fight!
I hate you. Â I hate what you do to friends. Â I hate what you did to my mother. I hate what you steal from them. Â I hate the place you take them. Â I hate how you make them feel. Â
I hate that I feel helpless against you. Â I hate that there is nothing I can do to stop you. Â I hate that I do not know how to help my friends. Â I hate that that makes me feel useless and helpless. Â I hate that I my heart aches for them, that I worry for them. Â
I’ve decided I have spent enough years hating you.  Hating what you did to my mother and now hating what you do to friends.  I will not hate you anymore.  You are a disease.  I will do what we do with all diseases, fight!
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| A note written to a friend. It was sent to her so she never forgets |
I will listen when they need me. Â I will lend a hand when they need it. Â Most of all I will remind them of their awesomeness. Â I will remind them of life, its light and its greatness. Â I will remind them they are strong. Â I will remind them they are not the disease. Â I will remind them it can be beat!
I wrote this post after talking to a friend on the phone. Â I was so moved and inspired after this conversation with this friend, a friend who fights depression, that I had to write. Â She inspired this post. Â The note is written for her. The words are for all of the other men and woman who fight mental illness everyday.



