[trigger warning: suicide]
If someone were to die at the age of 63 after a lifelong battle with MS or Sickle Cell, we’d all say they were a “fighter” or an “inspiration.” But when someone dies after a lifelong battle with severe mental illness and drug addiction, we say it was a tragedy and tell everyone “don’t be like him, please seek help.” That’s bullshit. Robin Williams sought help his entire life. He saw a psychiatrist. He quit drinking. He went to rehab. He did this for decades. That’s HOW he made it to 63. For some people, 63 is a fucking miracle. I know several people who didn’t make it past 23 and I’d do anything to have 40 more years with them.
One of the more helpful and insightful things I’ve seen about depression/suicide in the last couple of days.
[Top Text] Lonely, really want someone to talk to who cares
[Center Text] *cell phone sound* *knock at the door*
[Bottom Text] Don’t want to talk to anyone. Leave me the fuck alone.
Having a conflict of interests here. :(
We’re not easy to live with when we are like this.
He did it. He actually managed to describe how it feels to live with depression and suicidal tendencies.
this is really, really important
This reminds me of what I was discussing yesterday about needing bad with the good in relationships
I need to show this to my family and friends
"Depression is the most unpleasant thing I have ever experienced…it is the absence of being able to envisage that you will ever be cheerful again. The absence of hope. That very deadened, which is so very different from feeling sad. Sad hurts but it’s a healthy feeling. It is a necessary thing to feel. Depression is very different."
- J.K. Rowling
so many reviews complain that it’s too depressing and you can’t like Christina Ricci’s character.
For an example taken from Rotten Tomatoes, Variety’s review by Todd McCarthy:
“The self-centered brat at the center of Prozac Nation spends most of her time making life miserable for everyone around her, but there’s little reason the public should have to pay for the same privilege.”
Or AV Club’s Scott Tobias:
There’s really no reservoir of sympathy deep enough to support a whiny, navel-gazing Harvard student who turns her depression into a show-stopping spectacle.
These are the general opinions about depression, that it’s all a spectacle for sympathy. It reflects a culture that doesn’t believe that depression and mental illness is a serious issue that can’t just be cured instantly. I can’t speak for anyone else, but I can tell you that I have been told so many times that my self-hatred is unwarranted, my anxiety is unnecessary and fluctuations in emotions are wrong.
okay personal rant, delete for reblogs or whatever;
I have been told that I am just whiny and self-centered because I am sad. It’s the feeling like you’re spreading the disease and everyone is trying to sanitize you and protect themselves from infection by belittling the larger issues at hand. It’s an expectation to be a tragic hero, doomed to only evoke pity from others because of a curse that of fate bestowed upon an otherwise normal person, but people are too afraid to admit that it’s something uncontrollable and that the person needs to overcome the obstacles and are failures if not. Surviving is difficult enough when Aristotle isn’t involved. It’s attacking the victim of a disease, whether you see that as medically or symbolically doesn’t matter, without addressing the disease itself. Why would someone feel this way when they shouldn’t because of x, y, and z? Well, if there were a simple answer to that, it wouldn’t be so fucking difficult to empathize with those who fate’s dealt a bad hand to or are in situations that feel inescapable. I mean, depression doesn’t excuse everything, mental illness isn’t a free-for-all type deal, but fuck, devaluing a person’s feelings, invalidating someone’s thoughts because they don’t fit the accepted status quo of happy for them, well, that doesn’t help. Don’t just let someone drown because they don’t know how to swim. Why can I only think in mixed cliché metaphors?
It’s called depression fuckwads, and it’s a REAL THING so stop being so judgmental. This is what it looks like and this is what happens to an estimated 1 in 10 Americans at least one point in their lives.
what i mean when i say “i can’t do that” - the depression edition
- i am unable to do that
- i don’t have the energy to do that
- i cannot wrap my head around what you’re asking me to do
- there is too much in my head right now
- i can not do that
what people hear:
- i am unwilling to do that
- i am being stubborn for no reason
- i am being dramatic
- i am lazy
- i need you to repeat that only louder
- i need a push
- i don’t want to do that
Bless this post
This applies to PTSD as well (and bipolar and chronic illness…. Yeah you get the point)
Before you get emotionally invested in me, just know that I’m fucking crazy and I’ll probably say some asshole-ish things and then cry when you get mad at me and I have emotional breakdowns all of the time.
Different message everytime you drag it
This is perfect.
This needs to be on everyone’s dash.
it changes every time