Romanticizing mental health issues is seen as a somewhat “cool” thing these days, but from someone that lives a life void of ‘normalcy’ due to the effects of mental health issues, I wanted to speak out. People with these issues wish they didn’t have to admit they had them, so hearing others say things such as “I’m so nervous, I have social anxiety”, or “I’m so bipolar today” is extremely painful.
Just like glamorizing a physical issue such as cancer, it’s simply in bad taste to spin a story that you have an issue that you don’t, to make yourself seem unique or more interesting – there are plenty of qualities that already make you unique. 🙂 What pretending does is damage the reputations of those who are suffering when we already aren’t taken very seriously.
I think about my issues every.single.day. because they affect me 24/7. I can’t conveniently “turn them off”. How I wish I could, because I would turn them off forever…
Mental illness is real. I wouldn’t wish it on my worst enemy.
Read my OCD post here for more information regarding my struggles with OCD.
-tired mind typing fingers
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I can’t count how many times I’ve broken down from dealing with OCD, depression, and anxiety. How many tears I’ve shed; how many days I’ve felt like a waste of space, too tired to do anything productive; too scared of the future; too depressed to want to live anymore.
Sorry, this concept really grinds my gears. This may just be my snarkiest post yet… Continue reading “OCD ISN’T A REAL CONDITION?”
I’m mad at myself for not getting a post on here yesterday, and did I miss the day before that too? I don’t even know.
I was supposed to have an appointment tomorrow, but I canceled it because the pain I made the appointment for (I assumed it was an ovarian cyst) has gotten better – it’s still there, but not nearly as bad as it has been for the past month. I feel thankful for that.
Now, there are plenty of other reasons I could have gone for (Adenomyosis is flaring up very badly currently…), and I’m not too convinced that the original problem is resolved, but, I just didn’t feel like dealing with what a doctors appointment entails. Not tomorrow. Not soon.
I hate these feelings I get around appointments. Heightened anxiety creeping in my mind as the days count down to the day. As the actual day rolls around, and the clock counts down, ever so quickly might I add, I feel nauseated, I can’t eat, and I experience severe stomach pain. Continue reading “CANCELING DOCTORS APPOINTMENTS LAST MINUTE, WHILE STILL IN PAIN?”
OCD lives in my head,
like it’s its own entity,
pervading my thoughts,
controlling my actions.
Frustrating reminders playing on repeat, an intrusive bully puppeteer-ing my body to do exactly what it wants.
A robot. Continue reading “OCD, I HATE YOU”