Winnie The Pooh: Mental Illnesses


  In Winnie The Pooh The characters are cute, talking, stuffed animals that play with a boy called Christopher Robin. Now, this seems odd in a number of ways because stuffed animals do not talk or are alive in general. Christopher Robin is said to have schizophrenia, this explains why the characters in Winnie The Pooh are playing with him.

  The characters in Winnie The Pooh show signs of numerous mental disorders, including the one and only, Pooh Bear. It is also said that Christopher Robin created his “friends” in his head. Perhaps, his “friends” he has created in his head are reflecting the emotions he’s experiencing.

Winnie The Pooh

The Canadian Medical Association diagnosed Pooh with Impulsivity with Obsessive Fixations because he is obsessed with honey, he would do anything for it; even if it means putting himself and his friends in danger. He was also diagnosed with Obsessive Compulsive Disorder and Attention Deficit Hyperactivity Disorder, having both of these disorders lead to the risk of Tourette Syndrome later in life.


With Piglet being my personal favorite of all the Winnie The Pooh characters, I was surprised when I found out he has been diagnosed with Generalized Anxiety Disorder, it made a lot of sense as to why he was so nervous all the time. It seems as if he’s suffering from a self-esteem injury in the past, insecure, and this causes piglet a great amount of stress.


Owl, being the most intelligent of all the characters, seems to misspell a few words here and there, swapped around, and some are even backwards! These are signs of Dyslexia, I know it’s hard to believe but once you know, you start to pay attention to the way he writes and uses his words.


Tigger is unable to control his hyperactivity, he’s always moving, bouncing, and talking. His friends love being around him because he is so social, but is in fact a bad influence on Roo, as he is so impulsive. Tigger shows multiple symptoms of Attention Deficit Hyperactive Disorder, but it also seems that he’s experienced some kind of substance abuse problem because he’s always prepared to try anything that comes along his path.

Kanga and Roo

Kanga is extremely overprotective of her son Roo, she never lets him have time on his own, she suffocates him, and is obsessed with controlling him. It seems that Kanga has Social Anxiety Disorder.


Well its plain to see, Rabbit likes to keep things neat, he hates mess and is always tidying up his house and garden. He has an obsession with gardening and what children do not realize is that Rabbit is in fact a male, as he acts so feminine. With his obsession with having his place neat, he’s showing signs of Obsession Compulsive Disorder.


Eeyore isn’t that “happy-go-lucky” like the rest of his friends, in fact he’s the exact opposite! His views on life aren’t all happy ones, he’s “down in the dumps” when he’s with his friends, actually, I’ve never seen him smiling. His friends are aware of his sadness so they try to include him in everything, even when they know he doesn’t seem to enjoy it. Eeyore’s depressive behavior gives him the diagnosis of Major Depression.

After this finding I have a totally different view on one of my favorite childhood shows/books. This is just a conspiracy, but I think A.A Milne’s purpose for making the character’s personalities like this is to teach children about different personality types and mental illnesses.

Promise me you’ll always remember; you’re braver than you believe, stronger than you seem, and smarter than you think.

– A.A Milne

Winnie The Pooh: Mental Illnesses

Song Analysis: A Letter to a Lost Love

“Turn down the lights,
Turn down the bed,
Turn down these voices, inside my head.
Lay down with me,
Tell me no lies,
Just hold me close, don’t patronize
Don’t patronize me.
Cause I can’t make you love me
If you don’t
You can’t make your heart feel
Something it won’t.”

To S,

  I found a song about us, about how we were, and how it was supposed to be. The song I found is about being in love with someone you’re not allowed to be with, and if you were together the two personality types would repel each other. The song uses deep and meaningful words about love, memories, and regret. I regret meeting you. I wish I did, but I don’t.

Sincerely, L

“Here in the dark
These final hours
I will lay down my heart
I feel the power but you don’t
No, you don’t
Cause I can’t make you love me, If you don’t.
If you don’t,
No you won’t,
I close my eyes
I won’t see
The love you don’t feel
When you’re holding me”

To S,

   The song I was taking about in my last message to you is by Bon Iver, he sings the best version of the song, I’m just saying if you even consider listening to the song. The song is saying “I love you, but you don’t love me.” and I don’t know if you were too afraid or I wasn’t good enough for you, but  you’re all I need. God I sound desperate.

Sincerely, L

“Morning will come and I’ll do what’s right
Just give me til then to give up this fight
And I will give up this fight
Cause I can’t make you love me if you don’t
I can’t make your heart feel something it won’t
Here in the dark in these final hours
I will lay down my heart
I feel the power but you don’t
No you don’t
I can’t make you love me if you don’t
If you don’t.”

To S, 

I’m crying right now and I’m sorry I’m such a bother, I don’t want to be but you always said you would be there for me. I can’t stop listening to this song, it reminds me so much of us, and the way his soothing rhythmic voice hums me to sleep. I wish I was sleeping your arms.

Sincerely, L

“I found love darling,
I found love darling,
I found love darling,
I found love darling, yeah
I found love darling, darling, darling
Love in the nick of time
I found love darling, yeah
Love in the nick of time”

To S, 

It’s been two months since my last message. And I fell for someone, you probably won’t like him but he’s sweet and he cares a lot about me, but I still miss you. I listen to the song I keep taking about everyday, I think it’s my only memory of you. Sometimes I like to think the song is about us, dream big, hey? The love and loss he talks about makes me feel like I’m not alone, you know? People going through heartbreak and love loss can turn to this song for therapeutic purposes. I got to go, but I’ll talk to you later.

Sincerely, L

The analysis of the song I chose is about a girl who was in love with a boy who didn’t love her back and he breaks her heart by rejecting her and dates another girl. At a house party he was hitting on her and she denies his “love”, she then realizes this is what she wanted for a really long time and she regrets it by not taking the chance that was right in front of her.

“But in the end we only regret the chance we didn’t take.”

Let it go
Song Analysis: A Letter to a Lost Love

Women Being Seen in 2014

girl in the hat

image courtesy Lynn Skordal image courtesy Lynn Skordal


Being seen, being seen as a whole
person—woman, mother, body, brain,
artist, aesthetic, sensuality, mastermind—is a neat trick.
I don’t care what they say. I want to see more.
You make feminism look good.


Every word, every move is politician
I keep looking and listening for a chink to sink my hook in
I want to believe, I want to, I want to, and when I get that ballot
I’m going to twist my eyes shut
and hope you’re still human.


If you’re the overlooked face of feminism
we all know why. I shouldn’t stoop but but butt
you don’t mind so I’ll make an exception and ask what
will you do with all this attention?
If your ass could talk, what would it say?


First things first, I’m a realist
liking your song might make me racist
if I can only…

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Women Being Seen in 2014

A Fistful of Sleeping Pills

Dry-Humping Parnassus

The thought of suicide is a great consolation: by means of it 
one gets successfully through many a bad night. — Nietzsche
Dear Muse:

America the Beautiful has just begun feeding itself another year 
of reality shows, and I’m sitting alone at my empty desk with idle 

hands and a paralyzing conflict. I’m dressed in a button-down oxford 
shirt, pressed jeans, and polished brogues: I could very likely debauch  

every neglected housewife in my neighborhood. I should be thankful. 
But I was about to tell you my trouble: I’ve had it easy, too easy—

but no, that’s not it—and who am I, slagging off the popular merits 
of chasing the lowest literary lucre (while joking that that flight is 

already over-booked and when the fad crashes, everyone on board
is going to be killed because their parachute colors are so last season)? Who am I, preferring to stay on the…

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A Fistful of Sleeping Pills

Cautionary Tales

Little Red Riding Hood

“Le Petit Chaperon Rouge”

Little Red Riding Hood and The Wolf  Everyone knows the story of Little Red Riding hood. The story from Charles Perrault in 1697 tells about a little girl who was loved by everyone, but her grandmother loved her the most. Her grandmother gave her a little riding hood of the color red; one day her mother asks her to deliver cake and a pot of butter to her sick grandmother in the woods, Little Red Riding Hood went on her way. Her mother warned her about dropping the wine, for the pot can break, but didn’t warn her about the woods, for if she takes the wrong path she can get lost.

  As Little Red Riding Hood walked along the path to grandmas, she meets a wolf; the wolf was curious to see what she had in her apron. The wolf asks Little Red Riding Hood what she was doing with the cake and pot of butter. The wolf suggests he gets a third of the cake and pot of butter and Little Red Riding Hood refuses, the wolf gets angry and asks where her grandmother lives. Naive, Little Red Riding Hood gives him directions and they race each other there. Innocent Little Red Riding Hood takes her time picking flowers and chasing butterflies, while the wolf takes the shortest and easiest way.

  Once the wolf arrives he finds her grandmother’s house he finds her dead, he then chops her into pieces and stores her in the cupboard; he also drained her blood and put it in wine bottles for Little Red Riding Hood. Little Red Riding Hood eventually arrives at half past two and the wolf invites her in. The wolf was in her grandmother’s bed, naked. He offers her meat and gives her a glass of wine, her grandmothers blood. Obedient and frightened, Little Red Riding Hood drinks all the wine and the wolf demands her to take her clothes off, but leaving the red riding hood on, and get into bed with him, she does. By the time the wolf was done with her, she asks to use the bathroom, but instead of using the bathroom she flees. Once she got into town she was killed on sight for wearing the color red, a color prostitutes wore at the time, and for being a women reporting a crime.

  The moral of the story is children, especially attractive, well-bred young ladies, should never talk to strangers, for if they should do so, they may well provide dinner for a wolf. I say “wolf,” but there are various kinds of wolves. There are also those who are charming, quiet, polite, unassuming, complacent, and sweet, who pursue young women at home and in the streets. And unfortunately, it is these gentle wolves who are the most dangerous ones of all.

Cautionary Tales