Okay, I’ve genuinely felt liberated ever since I just stopped caring so much about the word “Crazy”. It is somehow a bad thing to be, like a terrible quality or trait in a person and yet every DJ you’ll ever hear of will scream “LET’S GO CRAZY!” as if it’s just the rave version of a yoga instructor talking to you about reaching nirvana- as if it is awesome and a cool thing.
My personal example: I have snacks and some bubbles in my purse, even when I’m not with my nephews or planning on being around kids. I skip down the street and blow bubbles and I don’t care if someone thinks that I’m crazy because of a few reasons:
1.) They now have a fun occurrence to mention when someone asks about their day. (“Yeah this girl complimented my jacket and then blew bubbles and skipped to the Starbucks a few blocks down, crazy!”)
2.)If that makes my day better? Awesome. I’m not hurting anyone, I’m not getting hurt because I took those five letters and decided that it’s fine- crazy is crazy, who cares! My ex is calling me crazy? In what way? Am I “Mental”?! Because people say that about funny stuff too! The people you think are crazy at work still get the job done… don’t they? Why not shift gears and have some crazy time (safely!).
3.) I have a mental illness, if this is how I want to act, how I want to feel seen or heard or just a total 180° for the day as DBT or just because I need a little while to not be me… it’s nobody else’s business.
Be weird, be crazy, be unique, take power away from words thrown at you like you’re a teenager saying “I know you are but what am I?”
Enjoy the power of taking back those labels…if people are gonna label you- make it worth their while and get a slice of the fun out of it.
I have #BorderlinePersonalityDisorder and as for my thoughts on the label of being crazy to those who stigmatize- that’s my philosophy, and it’s helped me through traumas and dramas and everything I have to put up with. So reclaim your crazy! You can be boring later. #Crazy #words #Empowerment #reclaim