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- Mental Illness: You have to suffer.
- Mental Illness: But you can't burden anyone else with your suffering, or you're a terrible person.
- Mental Illness: But you gotta suffer real hard, so hard it makes it difficult to function and hard not to physically show.
- Mental Illness: But you can't let anyone know you're suffering otherwise you're manipulative and a liar.
- Mental Illness: But you can't smile and act happy otherwise you're invalid and not truly suffering correctly.
- Mental Illness: Suffer.
lil rant
you know what? mentally ill people have NO privacy. people can take our phones, journals, computers and other personal items and literally comb them for ‘incriminating’ photographs/texts etc under the guise of “it’s part of your recovery!!! i’m just keeping you safe!!!” and we’re expected to sit there and take it. we can’t say shit. nobody is on our side.
FUCK neurotypicals who think its okay to invade our privacy like that and FUCK you all
How neurotypicals think you get a diagnosis:
- first, you have no idea you are sick at all, you are just a Normal Neurotypical going through life when suddenly you are sent to a therapist (because mentally ill people cannot have anyway of knowing they are ill)
- you tell the therapist no! i am normal! not crazy at all! but the therapist knows better…
- you are sent to a clinic or hospital where you speak to seven different psychiatrists, talk about your whole life in detail, have brain scans and are under constant monitoring with wires hooked up to you
- doctors are pooring over texbooks and consulting other doctors and doing everything they can to find The Perfect Diagnosis
- now, at last, your doctor returns. he tells you have a mental disorder. you cry a lot because now your life is ruined. the doctors tells you everything Will Be Okay.
- You are given a bottle of pills that will make everything better and of course you ALWAYS remember to take them. You are given therapy appointments three times a week with a doctor you trust who believes in you and your experiences and again you ALWAYS remember to go and never miss
- Because of your special professional diagnosis, you are cured and are now functional in society and will never be bothered by your mental health again!
How I actually got all of my professional diagnoses:
- “Hey doctor, I’m depressed”
“Fill out this checklist” … “You have major depressive disorder”- “Oh by the way, are you ever anxious?”
“Yeah”
“You have generalized anxiety”- “Doctor, I hear voices”
“Sounds like psychosis to me”- “Now my voices are controlling my body” (repeat this times 10 to a hundred different doctors who never believed me)
“Oh thats dissociative identity disorder”How I got my self diagnoses
- Days/weeks/months/YEARS of research
- Scholarly articles and peer reviewed scientific journals
- Talking one on one with people who are diagnossed with it
- Soul searching and trying to understand myself
- Fighting myself on if I’m right
- Cross examining the symptoms with other disorders I have
- Finally settling in that I have this disorder and finding self help for it
- me: i can't do things because of my many mental illnesses
- some nt: just work through it! that's what i do :)
- me: i :^) literally :^) can't :^) you :^) piece :^) of :^) moldy :^) garbage :^)
