So, I am sitting in the visiting area talking to a young teen age boy. We are at a place that helps teens with problems. To the best of my memory all teens have problems, but this place is for special problems.
The place is one where the doors are locked and you have to get buzzed in to visit. The youngsters here all have specific problems that require professional help; at least that is what I understand it to be.
We are sitting there and a young girl walks out from behind what is supposed to be a locked door. The attendant immediately asks her in a stern voice. “What are you doing out here?” The girl, about 14 years old with short cut red hair replies in what sounds like as much anger as she is allowed to show without getting in trouble “I am looking for my mother.” “Your mother is not here” replies the attendant as she ushers the young lady back behind the door, making sure the lock is latched.
Now I know nothing about this girl other than what I have already told you but… I see something that perhaps only my imagination can see. I see a young girl looking for something, it may be her mother. But to me it looks like she is looking for help. Help to solve the unknown problems possessing her very soul. She appears to be lost in this world not of her making with problems she does not understand or fully grasp.
I say not of her making because I have the utmost confidence that none of the children in this unit wants to be here; they are here because of circumstances beyond their control
As a society we still place a stigma on the various illness’ these children are afflicted with and avoid talking about it as much as possible.
To me this is becoming more and more unacceptable, in communications with fellow bloggers we have determined that all people are mentally ill, just too different degrees and with different coping abilities.
And the teen age boy, he is still angry about the condition he was born with and still working on figuring it out and coping with it.
To him I say, we all love you and always will.
Please join me in showing support for him and the young girl and all the children of the world fighting to control the misfiring synapsess in their minds.
- Saying NO is OK! (imconfident.wordpress.com)
- Triggered Thoughts on the poem “Hanging Fire” by Audre Lorde (galaxyofspectrum.wordpress.com)
- Searching for Happiness (iamnotwithouthope.wordpress.com)