I am normal

I write this as I have many times before, or of a similar style, but now I write with a clear mind, I write just to confirm in my mind,
I write to allow me to read this over and over in a mantra, maybe then I can snap out of this place my head is in,
Maybe then we can move forward, normal, as expected of myself and us.

I realise I am not Ill, I am fine,
I realise I am do not have issues, I am fine,
I am normal,

Maybe society and social media have enforced this into my mind,
Yet those two are where life is now for the world,
I don’t fit into either, So I am fine,
I am normal

I don’t suffer, I don’t have pain,
I don’t have anxiety, nor do I have flash backs,
I have a wobble, I have a memory,
I am normal,

The past is irrelevant, tomorrow is all there is,
Myself doesn’t matter, they do,
I am Normal

I do not post on social media, my current pain,
I do not share videos of me in distress,
I do not post on social media videos of me crying to gain empathy,
I do not post on social media my wobbles,
I do not post on social media selfies at the tail end of a panic attack,
I do not share videos showing myself claiming mental health in any form,
There fore I am OK, I am fine, I am Normal

I do not view videos on social media, and self diagnose after one symptom,
I do not resonate with these,
There fore I am normal,

I do not share more then what I share on this blog,
the blog that glamorises suicide and pain,

My art is nothing more then an artists outlet,
A vision created and influenced by the world around us,

Hauntingly Silent, a short moment of hope,
One I hoped would help heal,
Instead affirmed this moment in time,
is nothing more then a moment in passing,

I am fine,

I am not a male, Nor am I a young female,
there fore I am fine,
There fore I am normal,
There fore I do not suffer,

Thank you to social media for allowing me to realise the truth

I am not afraid