It’s only now that I’ve grown up and seen the world through my own eyes, that I have learnt that each human being is unique. I used to hear two voices and they were my perception of the world. I was consumed in my own bubble: “Me vs World”. People outside of that bubble were evil. Now that I have broken through the blanket of mental illness and stopped pointing the finger I feel free. I wasn’t a nice person before. I was selfish. When I started nursing it introduced me to diversity. People of different religions and cultures that I judged before, I learnt were beautiful individuals. I loved hearing their stories of their home countries and travels. I remember one African nurse who called me “daughter” and took me under her wing. She was an experienced, kind, and feisty sister who treated her team like a family. She spoke for me when I didn’t have a voice. I also remember another nurse who was a Muslim from Afghanistan. She would keep food behind for staff and make sure we had all eaten.
I couldn’t go around judging my patients. I didn’t care what they looked like- I was there to help them get better and look after them. This non-judgemental approach is now engrained in my soul. It is hard because in society we judge others- we are afraid of what we don’t understand.
I was assaulted by an African man years ago- I thought they were all the same. Then an African man offered to pay for my prescription when I had no money. He was so warm and kind. That experience made me cry with gratitude so much. I wrote a post about it. It opened my eyes and made me realise that we are all different. We need to look after each other.