Today is Canada Day big Celebrations will be enjoyed!
A prouder Canadian, I could not beI wave the flag, in front of meA liberal land, freely diverseVaried languages to converseCountless cultures of every raceAmicably exist in once place
Written by Happytiler
My vision has changed over the years. Thankfully I waste less time on petty annoyances. Now I have a mission. To speak of issues rarely touched. Mental illness is still not addressed as a prevalent societal problem. Articles written usually feature the most derelict schizophrenic, bipolar or psychopath. Yet they are covertly filtered into our everyday life.
It came to light again when a local male went missing; his frantic parents suffered horrifically while the young man manically caught a plane to Mexico without notifying a soul. There was a huge search which included police. The community feels duped now that he has returned after needing his fathers’ assistance to fund the trip home!
Comments left on a newspaper article were extremely judgmental, calling him selfish, childish, thoughtless and much more. I was sad that very few recognized a possible mental illness to be the culprit fueling this deranged action. Possibly depression or a breakdown!
So often families are exposed to these ongoing dramas with little to no empathy from society! Instead the perpetrator is criticized leaving the families on the defense feeling a need to protect their relative. It’s complex, hard to understand yet the mainstream is still vague on the logistics of living with someone mentally ill.
Intruder
He was quiet, loved deeply
So I thought,
On occasion he would cry
About his childhood
Days off we sipped coffee
Seated on the chesterfield
Watching the birds flit
To the food in our feeder
We chatted of future dreams
Building a greenhouse
He taught me to ignore the bugs
And plant the flowers
We gardened together
We sat on our pristine deck
Barbequed breakfast
Pots of marigolds
like tiny oranges
Bloomed in droves
For a moment
It was our glorious
Sanctuary
Then one day
While sipping coffee
Watching the birds
We spotted a rat
Below the tree
Feasting on seeds
We removed the feeder
Knowing
It would never
Be the same again.