Remember The Titans

Remember the Titans

There’s one movie that always makes me cry.  Remember the Titans.  If you haven’t seen it, I highly recommend it.  It’s not just a football movie.  It’s about overcoming differences (in this case race) and working together for a common goal.

Today when I watched part of it, I started comparing it to overcoming the differences or stigma of having a mental illness.  We are a community, those of us who have some sort of mental illness.  And then there’s the “well” community who don’t necessarily like to come into contact with those of us who have an invisible illness.  They don’t know how to treat us.  They don’t know what to say.

We all need to work together to break down those barriers between us.  We are not contagious, or stupid, or lazy.  We work just as hard, if not harder, than those without any illness.  We need a way to bridge that gap to break down the wall and not have two sides.  Both sides need to reach out to each other for education and learning about reality.

That’s really all I have to say.  As someone who has bipolar disorder, I want everyone to know that I don’t choose my friends based on disability or not.  Do you?