In today’s society many people are judged if they don’t have the latest fashion looks, materialistic objects, or ideal personality. Majority of the citizens in a civilization would do anything to be accepted into a group of people they think they belong to. However, some people face obstacles such as mental disorders that keep you from being seemingly normal. This leaves room for outcasts, hate and negativity, and regretful endings.
Specifically, I have been focusing on depressive and anxiety disorders as a form of personal study. My goal was not only to understand these fixations as much as to understand my family, friends, and myself. Over my lifetime I have noticed that I am one of these “outcasts”, but I know it is common that other people have this disposition. By being a sufferer of these problems, I always made it an option to make sure no other person would have to feel this low, to get abusive urges, or be on the verge of breaking down.
For example, I have created a friendship with an amazingly beautiful, inside and out, girl through my time being at Brashier. When I met her I knew there was more to the girl than a quiet innocence. Eventually, I came to realize that there was more... that of which many could not accept. Within in the first months of being friends with her, I discovered she had and possibly still self harmed because she was a manic depressive. When I discovered this news, I was heartbroken. Mostly because I have been in her shoes and feared the worst for her. I knew people would look down on her and make her more of an outcast by pushing her out. I didn’t want that for my friend because I knew the silly, compassionate side of her. From this moment, I wanted to protect her and keep her from these annoying problems.
A couple of months into our friendship, I spent the night at her house and met her mother, I realized why she behaved the way she did towards these stimuli. Her mother pushed her to be of the normal societal culture. She wanted her daughter to be a precious, intelligent, and respectful life-like Barbie Doll. As an example, her mother told her that she was going to start a diet the next day even though she was a perfectly normal weight. However, her daughter wanted to be herself by dressing the way she wanted, listening to the music she wanted, and doing what she wanted. All she wanted was for her mother to accept her for so long.
Since my friend had deal with problems such as this, her depression attacked her and she resulted in self harm and a low self-esteem because she felt guilty and not good enough for her family and friends that she was surrounded with. I stepped up and did all that I could to show her that she was worth it and she has a purpose in life. Also, I believe I taught her that it’s okay to be yourself even if you’re a weird person to others. Overall, she reminded me to accept myself more through her support towards me.
In conclusion, I believe my friend faced social injustice from her mother. Mainly because her mother wanted her to be something she wasn’t and wouldn’t allow her to be that way. Society tells us all the aspects of a person we can be that are considered acceptable. Yet, they tell us to be who we want to be in life which is very contradicting. This is especially hard on people that suffer depression because they are vulnerable to saddening emotions and thoughts. I wish more people were considerate of people that aren’t like them so we can cooperate more smoothly as a society.