Just seen a post about people romanticising mental illnesses on facebook, originating from a post on tumblr.
This stuff gets me so fucking angry it’s unreal.
"depression is not special, anxiety is not cute, self harm is not beautiful, eating disorders are not glamorous, schizophrenia is terrifying…don’t pretend to have eating disorders, you don’t want them, stop treating them like they’re romantic"
that was a brilliant thing to read, though if people were more accepting and aware of mental illness, people wouldn’t need to post it.
Compared to this time two months ago, I am considerably better. The tablets I am taking are helping a lot, though the side effects can be irritating.
My reply to the post was a bit of an angry ramble. I do it a lot, kinda go on a rampage.
“Unconciously running around the local park in just your open dressing gown in the rain and mud screaming and being brought home by the police is not fun. Anyone who thinks any form of mental illness is worth bigging up, in my opinion, deserves to go through it so they understand the suffering, the pain, the endless silent mental torture, the relationship breakdowns.
Mental illness is definitely not a nice thing to have. The tablets to dampen it provide horrible side effects. Anyone without a mental disorder is fucking lucky, and they should know it, and be a hell of a lot more respectful of those who have one. “Oh you scared me i had a panic attack” no you fucking didn’t you jumped and got a fright. You weren’t sat on your sofa not knowing who you are, unable to breathe and crying your eyes out, wanting SO MUCH to headbutt that wall to relieve a little of the pain and tension. Fucking people. This is why I hate people, because they have NO FUCKING IDEA WHAT A MENTAL ILLNESS IS ABOUT.”
so yeah. that was a thing.