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9 Ways You Can Fight Mental Illness Stigma

Talk openly about mental health: mental illness touches so many lives and yet it’s still a giant secret. Be brave and share your story

Educate yourself about mental health: challenge people respectfully when they are perpetrating stereotypes and misconceptions. Speak up and educate them

Be conscious of your language: don’t use mental illnesses as adjectives. Saying someone is retarded is politically incorrect, but it’s still fine to throw around words like crazy, psycho, lunatic etc

Encourage equality in how people perceive physical illness and mental illness: we should explain mental illness as similar to any other illness. When someone acts different or “strange” during diabetic shock we don’t blame them for moral failings. This should also be the case with mental illnesses.

Show empathy and compassion for those living with a mental health condition: listening is one of the most important ways one can show empathy. Listening without judgement or preconceived notions about mental health and being open to what the person is sharing will go a long way

Stop the criminalisation of those who live with mental illnesses: the criminalisation of mental illness has wide ranging and devastating consequences. For example, individuals with psychiatric diseases like schizophrenia and bipolar disorder are 10 times more likely to be in jail or prison than a hospital bed.

Question the way people who live with mental illnesses are portrayed: research suggests most media portrayals of mental illness are stereotypical, negative or flat out wrong.

See the person not the illness: strive to listen and understand rather than judge. Focus on the individual instead of the illness. Their diagnosis does not define them.

Advocate for mental health reform: it is important that legislators take into account mental health when they legislate disability rights. Mental illness is health and should be seen as such by law. Political reform can end the mental health dystopia that kills so many.

Champagne Socialist

Call me a champagne socialist

That’s fine

If you want to label me

Label away

I don’t give a toss

Just know that I’m not a fixed construct

I surpass all these labels/names/boxes

You put me in

I rise high, higher than that

If u want to label me

Label me as a misfit, goblin, rascal or fairy

Cos I’m supernatural

Abnormal

Yeezy calls it a superpower

But bipolar is a silent killer you’re not

A superhero. Don’t be so

Grandiose yeezy

Jeez why am I schooling

One of my idols

Bipolar brethren

Be strong and kind

Give empathy even to those wankers

Who try and section u

Who try and control and label you

By Upside down Rascal

Hector’s House Testimonial

Here is my testimonial for @hectorshere :

I have type 1 bipolar and….

Suicide was my escape in a world where my depression had won. Since my first suicide attempt, which occurred in the context of my first and most serious manic episode and consequently deep deep depression in 2018; I tried to kill myself. Attempted it twice, along with self harm.

I relapsed in 2019 got 4 months manic and then 8 months depressed 2019/2020. I was on mood stabilisers during my manic episode which helped me get less suicidal for that depression bout.

I would just like to express to anyone who is feeling suicidal that this is one tiny moment / month / year in your long long life. There will always be those cyclical hurdles that u have to jump. But the feeling of overcoming suicidal thoughts and coming out the flip side, stronger and better than ever is worth it. You learn to relish life and the nature around you. Exercise and a healthy diet are crucial for feeling good. Self care and a healthy routine will prevent u from ever being suicidally depressed again.

Playground not a Play

Geographical accidents

Facinating actions

Moving around

Grooving thru new spaces , cities, topics

Of conversations are buzzing

High energy, pumping out

Fun, fact, fascination

Desire for knowledge on par and matched

Truth is facts, in light

Delighting on this vibe

Sobriety can suck it.

Cos I’ve found it

My inner characteristics, pleasures and delights

Sis, brethren, like minded people

Those lustful brains that see the world as

A playground not a play

Shooting Arrows

Money like an alphabet

I’m tripping on letters

Don’t believe me, let’s have a bet?

You said Emma behave

I said Emma be brave

Senses running around

Truths coming out

Streaks of light and understanding

Was my dismantling and re-mantling

Impulsivity was my core energy

Dyszpraxic socially but moving gracefully

Depending who u ask

I came along way from my peaks and lows

That cyclical cycle of shooting arrows

Far from the best and not my best

But I keep moving, grooving and boogie-ing

The supporters have still got love for me

I was bleeding love but they fixed me

As it was just me, my raffy and the wasters

Roaming the streets at night

They gave me some honesty

I didn’t listen properly

But now I sense a change

A broadening perspective of recent history

Relieved me of this mystery

That of being me

Blacklisted

In my bedroom

Trying to find the BPM

Emma G finding her momentum

By now u should know

I got no patience, right now

I’m hibernating

Trying to stay away from my dms

Only time man gonna see me is if i share location

Cos when u were talking bout me online

I was in the basement

Drama queens and jokers taking hits

But I par and block all the same

Boy I can’t complain

I never knew i was gonna pop

Pop like 5th Nov

Like a burns night firework

I ignite and sparks fly

But I still remember

So ‘Fix up look sharp’ when I enter

Cos I flex real hard when I want to

Don’t spark me with ur shit

Cos no one does a takedown

quite like Emma G

Try me?

I wish u wud bitch

cos I got bars money and candy

I’m introverted but if I need to

I’ll extrovert u down

but I’ll do the gangster lean

for the time being

So be kind and sit down

How many more aggressors do i have to kill today

Until they realise there’s no one above me

Teachers used to diss me

No netball colours for Emma, she’s too lazy

But now when I touch the road I make history

You ‘can’t blacklist me’, so don’t diss me

Praise is needed where praise is earned.

So sit down, shut up and listen.

I like a thick tempo, electro synth

garage techno is in my heartbeat.

Beating drumming in my soul, shoulders and toes

So when u were n talking about me

I was grooving

got nothing to prove or explain

let’s not complicate

I get upside down, twirling around now for the past two years

I wanna write a diss track

but upswing Emma is already dead

those other commentators don’t know

they don’t know how I made my change

from emma g to upsidedown rascal

cos rascal I am

I make mischief magic

the Upside Down was born

2 years sick then sober

Sobriety opened up new roads and avenue to natural highs

and high I will stay

wake up

song

dance

meditation

upside down rascal is placated

but Emma G is bored and blacklisted

I know to stay away from upswing Emma G

Girl with sex drive that could out match bolt’s drive and speed

I know to stay away from that upswing disorientated

Emma G in the red dress

The devil was my friend

But now is my enemy

I had to love myself tender

To realise this properly

It’s not selfish it’s called self

Look it up

I think you’ll like it when u get the point

But for now, loose the pity

let’s just keep some momentum going

My life is immense

It’s banging

So don’t blacklist me

Excommunicate me?

You’re having a laugh

Cos I’m the baddest bitch around

Working on self ain’t selfish it’s self

Lose the guilt and pity

cos no one else will do Emma self care but me

Information about my Upside Down

This self indulgent space is for me to explore experimenting with language, morals and culture.

Me, Emma George Anderson; a morally and patriotically disenfranchised 20 something year old (don’t want to be too precise) plan to use this space as a soundboard for ideas.

See this blog, if you so wish, as a coming of age space for a Londoner/Glaswegian/South African chick finding, no choosing, her independent metaphysical self… A coming of age story for a young (ish) female Londoner’s journey/task/pilgrimage/odyssey/mission to find her own individual tone, online.

This blog, I hope, will be my digital learning curve; on a discovery to find my virtual, upside down identity

Upside Down Iconic Films

Films that have inspired, influenced; struck me as poignant: these are the films that I will never forget.

Film – Director – Actor

In The House – Francois Ozon – Frabrice Luchini / Kristen Scott Thomas

Triangle of Sadness – Ruben Östlund / Harris Dickinson / Wood Harrelson

Tar – Todd Field / Cate Blanchett

Her – Spike Jonze – Joaquin Pheonix / Scarlett Johanson

The 5th Element – Luc Besson – Bruce Willis / Gary Oldman / Chris Tucker / Mia Jovovitch

Memento – Christopher Nolan – Guy Pearce

Trainspotting (1 + 2) – Danny Boyle is a genius – Ewan McGregor / Jonny Lee Miller

Blade Runner 1 – Ridley Scott / Harrison Ford

Crouching Tiger Hidden Dragon – Ang Lee – Yun-Fat Chow / Michelle Yeoh / Zizi Zhang

Drive – Nicolas Winding Refn – Ryan Gosling /Carey Mulligan / Oscar Isaac

Strange Days – Kathryn Bigelow – Ralph Fiennes / Angela Bassett

District 9 – Neill Blomkamp – Sharlto Copley

Strictly Ballroom – Baz Lurhman – Paul Mercurio / Tara Morice

Billy Elliot – Stephen Dalry – Jamie Bell / Julie Walters

My Love Letter to Skepta

BBK – boy better know

Warning: it’s explicit and quite long with a rough start

I’ve been keeping my ears to the streets
The UK run out of ideas
everybody doing covers
of Hetero beats

If it’s not the Ace Hood hard man thug flow
Then it all sounds like Dizzy Rascal tho
Is this is the shit I’m supposed to respect?
Fuck that brother wait, let’s reflect

P A U S to the E

Don’t know who you’re pretending to be
I don’t care what gun you bang
I don’t care what drug you sell
Fuck you man

Because I got a DJ, BA
7 MC’s and five publishers on my circuit
So before you start
eating food at the game
Better bring something
To the the circus

Skepta, this love letter
Punctuated with inspiration, accommodation for personal light –
Now Emma G, me, my inspirations and floods of light – mental

Too many men come into the game for 2 minutes still dominate the game for
two minutes
Shoot two videos, spit two lyrics
Now all of a sudden – their names are getting
mentioned In the same sentence as mine by the critics?
What has this world come to

Man always controlling shift, control Z and undo

But all thanks to the love and support
I’m gassed up standing up out on my sun roof
And I’m screaming
BBK
BBK

None of them flex like BBK

And if I ever see your girl on the street
Then Emma get arrested for PDA
Cause she knows I do it and it’s real
And I don’t give a shit who’s got a deal

Because if the game was a tray full of ice cubes
I’m the coldest and the hardest still

They thought “oh dropping out again, are you” would crush me

Last week I did five feature reviews,
The supporters have still got love for me
Middle finger to the media
Hypocrites can’t touch me

I’ll be out in soho eating out rollos
Word to Milky T, this food tastes lovely

I walk from Drury Lane to the flats opposite Marylebone station
Payed subs to go on the tube station

Left tube, jumped on the train to rosy old Windsor
Age 18, Taking coke, fucking in the rocking-horse play room / blowing of steam, taking k on the back bench as my education

Lemme show you a thing bout dedication
Suffering from Underdog Psychosis trying to stay alive
Riding around on a bike
Eating out pies, I got more dots on me than a dyke

The elders had the chips and the golden cheese
But didn’t wanna let me have a bite
So it was just me, my Bertie, the wasters roaming the streets at night

Felt like I was wasting life
Put down the razor blades and – picked up the mic
For one whole year never got music – money or a kick off white
Been penciling, making rent
Painting more poems in the basement

But I know that Rome wasn’t built in a night
Looked at he – end of the tunnel and saw the light

Skepta, my lover, this love letter
Punctuated with inspiration, accommodation
For personal light
Now me and my Upside Down site – mental

Too many men still Come in the game for

Two minutes
dominate the game for
two minutes
Shoot two videos, spit two lyrics
Now all of a sudden –
their names are getting
mentioned
In the same sentence as mine by the chavinists?

What has this world come to
Man always controlling shift control Z – can’t undo

But all thanks to the love and support
I’m gassed up, standing up, preaching out
singing out
BBK
None of them flex like BBK

And if I ever see – your girl on the street
Then I’m gonna get arrested for PDA
‘Cause she knows I do it – and it’s real
And I don’t give a shit – who’s got a deal

Cause if the game was
Being a
dyke – in a princess world,
Taking ket in my ladi daa land,
Oh Swell,
I’ll fold

I feel like
I’m an
ocean in a
shell

And now I can’t stop writing with a beat
The motion,
the commotion and all round London
potion
Is making me sick
I throw up,
roll up,
grease up through this little piece
Of life given to me from the Big Big Bang

Caprice ?
Cacophony of creepy suits clashing through capitalist London city

WAIT

This is our time, our generational home slice of
Agency,

Performative leading forces in our millennial bubble activity

I want to claw at, demand at, claim at
My roles and my responsibilities
my exaltations and my failures,
my mistakes and my saviours

Fuck the gentry, where’s my fucking liberty