Not alone – Mental Health Awareness Week

A Stranger in a Stranger Land I don’t belong here; never have, never will – it is a strange land and I am stranger still. I understand their language but cannot communicate. I am carried by the crowd, swallowed by their wake. I dissolve into the shadows, sink beneath the strain, glide across the oddities for I, too, am strange. I melt into the background, enhance the scenery, but this I know and cannot hide; there’s none so strange as me. I wrote this poem almost 10 years ago, at a time when I felt as though my mental illness alienated me from those around me. I felt different, incredibly odd, and very alone. To be fair, I think it did alienate me – it wasn’t just a feeling or a fear. I had no real understanding of myself or my mental illness, so how could I expect anyone else to Read full article, you know you want to…