And to think that I saw little birds in February, singing their songs from the tops of the trees! I had seen birds all winter, but they were quiet. It wasn’t particularly warm that day, only a few degrees above zero, but the sun was shining. I like to believe that the promise of summer was what made them happy, a little bit of sunshine and the hope of better days ahead.
How often do you come across an article online about a violent crime and read that the person who committed the crime had a mental illness? You know better than to click on the comments, but you do anyways and read things like “Mentally ill people are a danger to everyone, they should be locked away forever!” or “Of course, they are using the excuse that they are mentally ill to justify their actions.” It’s frustrating, to see the stigma that is still attached to mental illness these days.
