I don’t fake being sick. I fake being well. I do it for society’s benefit. I do it for the people who don’t believe in, or who judge, mental illness. I plaster a smile on when I feel like crying. I put on my mask. I try my best.
The sad thing is if I told you or showed you I’d broken my leg your sympathy would be given in a heartbeat. You couldn’t do enough for me. But mental health? Nah. You can plaster a broken leg, you can’t a broken mind.
Be mindful that people are faking being well. Try not to judge what you don’t know. Remember everyone is fighting a battle you know nothing about. The next time you see someone half smiling, or smiling but their eyes tell a different story…smile back. Let them know they’re not alone. Because people who are fighting invisible illnesses need love, support and genuine compassion.
Be brave, be kind 💖