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No such thing as mental illness. It's just a series of feelings based on bad decisions from immature ignorant people.

They claim victimhood of poor mental health so they get a much undeserved supply of sympathy & forgiveness. 

Are these bad people ? They are most certainly evil, as the things they say and do are on point to deal damage to those in their life. If this was a dysfunction, they wouldn't make any sense and EVERYONE in their life wouldn't be bewildered in awe at their capacity to create perfect mayhem.

Spatial Mind said: 

No such thing as mental illness. It's just a series of feelings based on bad decisions from immature ignorant people.

They claim victimhood of poor mental health so they get a much undeserved supply of sympathy & forgiveness. 

Are these bad people ? They are most certainly evil, as the things they say and do are on point to deal damage to those in their life. If this was a dysfunction, they wouldn't make any sense and EVERYONE in their life wouldn't be bewildered in awe at their capacity to create perfect mayhem.

 

 

 There's one thing to say someone is exaggerating their condition, but to say there's no such thing as mental illness? Do you also not believe in cancer? I personally think cancer is a scam made by the jews. Old people are wiser and become racist, which challenges their ideas, so they kill them off with "cancer".

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The experience she describes here is what I went through when I was 13 or so when I started do the internet googling and the debating talking about it thing, it was all very accurate. 

Except the reason I didn't speak out about it was partially shame (people would view me as weak, incompetent, incapable, low emotional intelligence, stupid etc.) but also I feared they wouldn't believe me? 

I also thought there was no such thing as curing depression and therapy was not anything effective. 

But yeah I had that whole me? depressed? nah... thing. 

Tried to be in denial, thought I was doing a good job but really it was just functional depression. Didn't know what that was at the time. 

But then it got worse and turned into major depression, aka, I wasn't functioning too good anymore. 

And that in combination with several other mental illnesses just created a perfect storm for my ultimate mental breakdown. 

After being hospitalized I did experience what she showed here in the video, with, the first time you see the world "clearly" and everything the way she describes it to a T is accurate. 

Through and through, from beginning to end it is accurate. 

*But* it's leaving out huge chunks of what it's like to actually have depression. 

This is more less glossing over all of that, 

and just sort of showing a glimpse of, like, month 1 with depression vs. month 1 in recovery 

I guess to encourage people to seek treatment who may be in the position where they haven't yet asked for help, etc. are debating it, etc. 

But, she does mention that some days are bad still, and I feel like, I'm not sure if I have regressed, or if it's just normal to have highs and lows with depression (which is what my therapist told me)... 

But, I'm not doing well lately. I have my methods like she mentioned in the video, all her routines and rituals for healthy habits. 

It's just really hard to consider doing those things, when you know, you stop- it comes rushing back like a wall of water taller than you are. 

It just sort of starts to feel like, you'r out running it and. It can be exhausting. 

It makes you want to stop and, take a breather. 

And then it catches up with you and you have to what- swim your way out again? 

And again? 

And again? 

What I'm saying is, you can't just keep running forever. I want the wall of water to stop chasing me. AKA, a cure, not just, symptom management (therapy/life style efforts) and meds. 

But that's all I can really do ya know. 

That's the part that sucks the most you know it's never going to really go away. 

You just have to pretend like it did. 

I feel so shitty though, I'd do anything to feel better right now, although I know that's not how it works. Immediate gratification, immediate relief doesn't really exist in any healthy shape and form. There are healthy coping mechanisms and unhealthy ones. 

Writing, a healthy coping mechanism. Art, healthy. Athletic endeavors. Great. 

A bottle of klonopin, alcohol, marijuana. Spending sprees. Unhealthy. 

I wonder though, if my meds need a little adjusting. In the third hospitalization, they added Abilify and buspar (a klonopin alternative that's non benzo- klonopin did wonders for me but it was highly addictive, the withdrawals were such hell I'll never touch the shit again. but it is a heavenly drug. the relief, is everything you could want and more.) But- I refused to take the meds (aka, putting them in my mouth in front of the nurse, and then, walking away spitting them into my cup of water and then going to the bathroom and flushing them.) 

I'm also supposed to be taking a shit ton of supplements for biological health problems I have. (Metabolic processing disorder, severe deficiencies, things of that nature). 

But, all I'm taking is the lexapro 20mg. 

And I wonder, if I took all that other stuff all these (very expensive) doctors told me to take, I would probably feel better? maybe. Maybe not, who knows. 

I feel like, I'll still be prone to depressive episodes but. 

The problem is, I took the buspar and the Abilify one time just to try it. Because, I was feeling so shitty, like I am now. I wanted to see, if I would feel better and was willing to take the risk of taking this completely unknown psychiatric substance that I had only researched maybe a few minutes (in the facility we were allowed like 7 minutes of computer time, I researched negative side effects of the drugs I was prescribed, weighed my risks, decided to try it once to see how it even felt). 

And, I had full body aches head to toe. This is a negative side effect of buspar (I believe) but- I was also had just withdrawn from klonopin two weeks prior before, I entered this part of the treatment. Detox, then treatment. Etc. You know how it goes. 

So, I wasn't sure if those body aches were just, one last flare up of the withdrawal symptoms (which, according to research they can do that. And in my personal experience that's how it was. Many other people attest to it happening as well. You will feel a flare up for a day, be fine for two days, and then be back in hell again at random. Just as everything is exiting your system and things are adjusting). 

But yeah, it did put me in a better mood. 

I went from- walking sluggishly and slowly- dragging cement blocks with my feet sort of walking- just too tired to even be existing, foggy eyed, weary depression fog. To- feeling clear as day. Like one of those allergy commercials, where the person comes out of the fog because they took their allergy meds. Everything brighter clearer, happier. And I stopped looking down at the ground, I had my chin up. I stood up straight. And instead of dragging along slowly, and droopy eyes. My eyes were open, I was energetic, energetic enough to skip down the hallway. 

Yes, I looked insane skipping down the hallway of a mental institution but no, I don't regret it. If it was the first time you saw the light of day in years you'd be happy enough to try skipping too. Smiling. 

I was like, I feel, happy. I feel like skipping! I might just do that. 

The other girls were skipping down to lunch, and I was like wee, I'm going to skip along with them. 

I can skip too! 

Lol. 

And then I stopped taking them and I go back to being squid ward. 

But yeah um, the body aches started kicking in later in the day, and then I didn't feel like skipping anymore and was quite agitated from the pain, it was bad enough to make me cry. Warm showers barely helped. It just hurt so much. All I could do was lay in bed. Severe pain. Like being crushed, all your bones just crushing. Very painful. 

So yeah um... hm. Of course I never took it again. And I'm scared to. Because once the pain starts you really can't do anything but just wait till it goes away. 

And I read that Abilify causes people to gain like 300 pounds and so I was like nah, I'm good. 

So now I'm just stuck with lexapro and trying to manage with that, but I just can't help but wonder if it's not really enough. 

I had all these hopes and dreams for my life but I feel like I can't attend them because I'm too busy appeasing my mental illness and what "I need" in order to just feel okay. 

Low stress life style, etc. And then I have to resort to a life that, works for making my mental illness happy but- isn't really the life I wanted for myself. But I can't do because I just can't function well enough in that life style to manage it. 

You know? How am I supposed to do surgery on people when some days I'm so tired I can barely stand up? How am I supposed to pass those tests, when I can barely get dressed in the morning. 

And while I have my good days and can manage to be ok, sometimes. 

You have to be okay "all of the time" to really be successful at this field of study. So it's really unfortunate that I'm considering backing out of, really a life long dream, and considering pursuing something else- simply because I can't manage it- with my depression the way it is. 

I mean, I can accept that's reality but damn... you know? Just, damn. 

Spatial Mind said: 

No such thing as mental illness. It's just a series of feelings based on bad decisions from immature ignorant people.

It's a list of commonly matched together clusters of behaviors that lead to symptomatically expected outcomes. It's about mapping patterns, not excusing people's problems, that part came as a result of people finding the labels and WebMDing themselves. 

What the medical industry does about disorder is not the same as those who are in charge of classifications. To say there are no mental disorders is similar to saying that there are no words for patterns, but to say how people are handling these disorders is a problem is to actually look at where things are actually going wrong. 

They claim victimhood of poor mental health so they get a much undeserved supply of sympathy & forgiveness. 

People do have a habit of mistaking sympathy for justification. It's when they feel entitled to special treatment over their disorders that things can spiral out of control. 

Are these bad people ? They are most certainly evil, as the things they say and do are on point to deal damage to those in their life. If this was a dysfunction, they wouldn't make any sense and EVERYONE in their life wouldn't be bewildered in awe at their capacity to create perfect mayhem.

See, this part's where you lose me. What are you trying to say here? 

Blanc said: 

It makes you want to stop and, take a breather.

This is the trap. 

No amount of breathing is ever enough. 

Blanc said:

What I'm saying is, you can't just keep running forever. I want the wall of water to stop chasing me.

What happens when you do the whole "Salmon" thing; trying to go against the current? 


I'd say your bigger issue is that you need things to always be okay in the moment. The moment is fleeting, and you'll never be able to have the moment be forever. 

 If I write a reply to this:

Blanc said: 

The experience she describes here is what I went through when I was 13 or so when I started do the internet googling and the debating talking about it thing, it was all very accurate.

(..)

 Will you actually make an effort to listen?

SensitiveSoul said: 

 If I write a reply to this:

Blanc said: 

The experience she describes here is what I went through when I was 13 or so when I started do the internet googling and the debating talking about it thing, it was all very accurate.

(..)

 Will you actually make an effort to listen?

 Everyone goes throufh puberty anand hormones make them feel weird at 13. Googling and deciding you had issues that fit what you were feeling is likely a root of your "mental illness now" youve talked yourself into having s problem.

“I feel like surrounding anxiety and depression there is this sort of pull yourself up by your boot straps mentality.” 

“If I didn’t start taking medication I would still be curled up under a pool table crying.” 

Aw yeah buddy we need way more Magnus “Dr. Drunkenstein” Carlsen up in this thread, all that animal does is fork rooks buddy, pops bottles pops pussies so keep your finger on that lamp light limpdick cause the forecast is checkmates. Pumping fists, flagging patzers, this fuckin guy can't be stopped.

If I had a choice of one attack to use to kill Hitler I would choose a Magnus Carlsen queen sac because you fucking know his evil dome would be bouncing off the chess boards after that queen is loosed like lightning from the blade of God's own WCC. I'd just pick up the phone and call Magnus Carlsen at 1-800-TOP-TITS where he can be found earning his living at the back goddamn rank. The world record for a recorded sniper kill is 3,540m, but that's only because nobody has asked ya boi Magnus to rip any rooks at ISIS yet.

If i had three wishes, the first would be to live forever, the second would be for Magnus Carlsen to live forever, and the third would be for a trillion dollars so I could pay to watch ol Magnus play magic 4D chess for all eternity.