I have experienced major or minor mental breakdowns several times in my life, including some of the most severe cases: The first time was during my pubity, the second was during my early adulthood, and now here comes the third. It is possible that I currently suffer from mild depression and anxiety. I can be highly irritable along with some physical unwellness, such as feeling out of energy and tired, so that I have to lie down to rest. I can even start crying without any reason. I just haven't been able to be my true self lately. These changes are definitely something new.
This reminds me a friend of mine back in school, who was a talented girl with a good personality. I remember that she used to ask me for something to eat on way much too frequent basis. Although I was feeling confused, I didn't ask her anything. Everything must have its reason. Every time she asked I'd just offer her whatever I had, and she always thanked me. I was even happy to bring some high end snacks to school and share with her.
Then I noticed more of her unusual behaviours from time to time, such as oversleeping in class and daydream talking. Personally I had seen her acting like suffering from anxiety. By the time I also heard some rumours about her that she was mentally ill and taking medication. This actually came from one of our classmates who went to her previous school, like he exposed her to the whole class.
In this case all those behaviours started to make sense: It was the side effect of the mental medicine which made her addicted to eating and sleeping, then ended up with gaining weight. It was a pity that she used to be tall and slim, played volleyball in her previous school. She did tell me that she was undergoing some medical treatment and taking some medication. I didn't ask what for, because such a person must be unwell. None of the sick people want to talk about their illness over and over again. Ever since she was exposed, the whole class had been judging her and stereotyping her. Just because she was mentally sick, despite not being harmful at most times.
Once she did something strange to me. She picked up a USB stick and made a move like stabbing towards me, saying "Hahaha, I have violent tendencies." I wondered if she was joking or playing with me. Had it been any sharp object, I could have been hurt without attention. However I had the ability to protect myself. Even though this happened, I didn't get mad at her. Just because I like her, she was my friend. She wasn't like other bitchy girls, I didn't feel exhausted while getting along with her. I could always accept whichever way she would become.
Overall she was doing well in high school, she was about the stop her medication. After we graduated, she said she felt relaxed to be with me, because I was not being judgemental. Instead she felt understanding and respect. People may wonder why. Well, I was able to tolerate the so called weird behaviours, because I knew mental illness is a real thing. I had been through a mental breakdown myself, fortunately I was able to get over it all by myself.
Then a few years passed, I heard from an acquaintance that she got sick again. Her mum left all the work and looked after her at home. They lived in a city apartment in Melbourne, she said like there were mice in the apartment. I didn't know what else happened and how things went with her after within all those years. My blessing are with her in regardless.
This is so sad. She was a volleyball player and an amazing soprano with angel's voice too. She sang opera way much better than I did at that time. It seems that even God is jealous of such beautiful and talented people.
We all could get sick. If physical illness like flu and fever are acceptable, why not mental illness? Mentally sick people are deserved to be treated with humanity, their sickness doesn't make them second-class citizens. People who haven't experienced it never understand how difficult it is to struggle especially on their own. We don't have to understand, but at least have some sensitivity. As we never know what other people have been through.
We may be scared that such people could do something crazy out of control, however we need to learn how to protect ourselves instead of bullying and picking on them. Show your understanding and support, a bit of kindness and respect could make big changes. Mental health matters! Over time I have realised how important mental health is as same as physical health.