Misunderstood: A Story of Compassion and Understanding
I heard her scream from a couple of feet away. As I was walking to the library to print out my resume for an upcoming interview. As I got nearer I saw a girl sitting on the ground in distress...crying. When i approached her she told me not to come any closer or she would hurt me. And then she said sorry.
From what i have experienced in my days of being in psych wards i most definitely can tell when someone is having a serious moment. This happened at my college campus in the evening in the pure dark. We had to call the University Police in order to deescalate the situation and to make sure the girl was safe. They arrived and then everything moved on as if it never happened.
But, I wanted to touch base on how the cops treated the situation. They were very calm and understanding of her Mental Health needs. They didn't just come pick her up and leave. They softly spoke to her and made sure she was safe. Judging from how other officers treat those who have been in the same situation these officers should get a medal or definitely a gold star.
Just to add on to what i was saying before I wish the public knew more about Mental Illness. And didn't treat us as if we were just "CRAZY". And when it comes to mental health I despise that word with a passion. Mainly because we aren't acting out or doing the actions that are seen as "crazy" in a good mindset. Our mind literally moves and projects our body. If our minds aren't good our bodies and our actions won't be good either. And I believe that it's not right to put a label on us like that.
If you have ever been called "crazy" just know you're not. Not even a little bit. What you are is a person who has the ability to go through a situation and come out of it stronger than when you went in. You're a person who pushes through, and a person who will become the best version of themselves and not let the word "crazy" define you. Were gonna do it together.
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