From the time that I have been self-aware, I have had this pain that came and left. Every time this pain came to visit, my eyes and ears would open_ looking for sources for the pain. I would pray for disaster because then it would make sense why I was so sad. Some days I crowned myself savior because my pain had to serve a greater good. My pain had to mean something or else it wasn’t fair. Then one day, I stumbled on the word ‘Depression,’ and I knew I had found a name for my pain. Every time pain would leave, I would feel like a bomb on the verge of exploding. So much energy that the bottom of my spine hard this itch begging me to break into dance or just be crazy. That’s how I came up with the term ‘Calm Wildness.’
I was raised to be prim and proper, so I stay that way, but sometimes I am still yet violent like a volcano. In me are fires and winds that I don’t know how to calm. They call it ‘mania.’ Years later, I got diagnosed with bipolar 2 disorder, and everything made sense. I am a walking paradox trying to figure out life in the typical world.
Calm Wildness hopes to be a safe space for everyone trying to figure out their wildness. We hope to create a space for all things mental health disorders and issues. We choose to believe that there is more to us than our diagnosis.
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