When you’re head hurts sometimes it’s a lesson, sometimes it’s God protecting you, it’s usually not anyone you can accuse of being hurtful, there are many smart ways to view life if you simply aren’t affected or hurt by things easily the stronger you’ll be most people forget negative judgments and looking back anything happening to you can represent any number of things about life or come to find meaning in your recovery or progress. The goal is for no one to be judged whether it’s a blog, therapy or psychiatry session, not allow for things to become too much and that’s what you learn about being forced to bottle up being told no or to stop doing things not be trusted observed watched made scared or worry for others witness changes a concerning and for that quality about life defective or “recognizing peace” to be a skill taught or trained or come to mean something about luck disease and wrongdoing you can’t always tell who is harmed or who is causing the harm the lesson is to not be accused of harming anyone that no one can help you with and as a consequence of being wrongfully accused of mental illness or speaking wrong to anyone in private or public again it’s my job to figure out what’s wrong with me it’s no one’s job to help me if they think something’s wrong with me I cannot be helped if I’m told to not do things keeping me alive it’s not okay to convince me I’m sick or accuse my writing of being sick it’s wrong to distrust me recovered it’s wrong to take from me to punish me team up on me use my story to teach me a lesson about life or guilt assume what comes out of me is not smart it insulting or demonstrates weakness of character it’s not for me to hurt again and again by discussing how I am hurt and think the best way to communicate to me there is something wrong serious with me is to ignore me first no one to talk to me to make fun of my project online to accuse me of being helped with stuff I can discuss on my blog or to accuse me of having a life beyond my comprehension that means you not apart of or judge the quality of my posts or analytics as for personal or private use to survive my value in life. The lesson is when I am harmed it’s my job to gently step aside and discontinue care be honest and that doesn’t hurt anyone I think making me sick or or punishing my head is making my health concerning when it’s not or think history repeats itself to declare what’s wrong with me is not me outsmarting misusing the weight age and tolerance of the elderly it’s about who I am and what I sound like and getting death threats that makes it’s inappropriate for me to work with the elderly and that’s what’s dangerous or scary not about me being mentally ill or refusing help or declaring me mentally ill it’s about no one can figure out my mental health other than me it’s a disease with no cure and while I appreciate being told no and punished trying to convince me of a solution I’m being accused of not trying it wasn’t good enough last Spring and if it’s not good enough now I can go to the hospital and be seen let the ER or 911 decide if I’m suicidal or not it’s for no one to judge me for giving up and taking adderrall away doesn’t make anyone the expert on my mental health. Or enough to accuse me of being insulted or high up or threatening I’m not combative I don’t need everyone to help themselves and meet me talk to eachother and call me sick that’s not help I don’t need to be insulted bond over me try to kill me punish me or accuse me of being selfish.