Don’t Use “Crazy” as an Adjective

Our tv is tuned to the Disney channel, 24/7. I love how they keep with the times, but keep the programming wholesome. However, when my son quickly changed the channel the other evening, my heart sank.

We were watching Dog with a Blog. The son Tyler called someone “crazy.” I know, people say that all the time, but here I am, with an autistic son, whom also has bipolar disorder. He is currently in a severe depressive cycle, and very sensitive. To hear this term used as a joke really bothered him. I used this to get him to open up to me.

“Why did you change it? I asked. “Because Tyler said crazy. I don’t like that momma. Do people think that I’m crazy?”

So now you see why it upset us. When I was growing up, kids called everything “gay.” If something was stupid, or you didn’t like it, it was “gay.” As a teen, I saw no harm in this. The thought never crossed my mind how that could hurt someone. Until someone in my family, whom happens to be homosexual, expressed hurt in how I threw that term around so willy nilly. I never used it again.

I reach out, and divulge details of our journey because we want to help change the world. We want parents and other children to know that they aren’t alone in their struggles. We also want to educate our youth that some words should NOT be used an adjective. It may not hurt you to hear it, but I promise you, it’s hurting someone.

  This goes beyond just “crazy” and “gay.” Words like “retarded” “short bus” “insane” “cray cray,” these words hurt! I could go on and on. But then I would lose my train of thought. Basically, if you’re a tall, skinny person, you wouldn’t want someone referring to you as “that tall, skinny kid.” You would want to be referred to by your name, or something positive about you. Same goes for someone with a mental illness. They don’t want to be called crazy, or cray cray. Nor do they want to hear you calling others that.

“Sticks and stones will break my bones, but words will never hurt me.” Bull! Words hurt, sometimes more than a punch to the gut!

We are only as good as the examples we set for our children. So as a mother, I beg you to think about the words you are using as an adjective. You set the example for your children. If they hear you say them, chances are, they are repeating them.

Courtney

A Legion for Liam

I am a SAHM. I prefer domestic goddess, but whatever. My son Liam is autistic and is the child I was told I would never have. He is MY MIRACLE! These are our stories.