(1) President Abraham Lincoln, who had depression
(2) Writer Virginia Woolf, who had bipolar disorder
(3) Artist Vincent Van Gogh, who had bipolar disorder
(4) Writer Sylvia Plath, who had depression
(5) Mathematician John Nash (from A Brilliant Mind), who had schizophrenia
Inspired by this post
Mentally ill people are not the problem. Inaccessible, unaffordable health care is the problem. Stigma is the problem. Lack of treatment is a problem. Lack of understanding is the problem. Lack of compassion is the problem. Not taking people seriously is the problem. Lack of honest conversation and open dialogue is a problem. Using jails as a housing facility for mentally ill persons is a problem. Do you understand me. Mentally ill people are not the problem.
Tesco apologises for ‘Committed’ costume as Asda is forced to withdraw a mental patient fancy dress costume
This guy is a famous author of the book “forty days of purpose” whose son committed suicide a few months ago- he is an amazing advocate for ending mental illness stigmitization!
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- eating disorders are not cute
- depression is not trendy
- self-harm is not fun
- mental illness is not an accessory
- you do not want to suffer from something so destructive
- there is no ”strange beauty” in illness
- mental illnesses are not as glamorous as they are portrayed on television and tumblr
I was just thinking about this while watching The L-Word this week, because Shane’s internal struggle gets shown as some sort of mysterious beautiful thing for both the audience and the other characters to get off on.
I’m not sure how depression or anxiety appears sexy to people, because it sure as hell doesn’t feel sexy for those suffering with it.
When are we going to stop fetishizing everything?
Yesterday in one of my classes I got a student to come up and scribe on the board
And he was very careful about how he wrote on the board, like, making sure his handwriting was neat
And one of the students was like ‘LOL OCD’
And all of the students starting cracking up, so I was like
‘HAHAHAHA MENTAL ILLNESS IS SO FUNNY’
And everyone fell silent
yeah that’s what I thought
I love teachers on tumblr
Ugh….these are unhelpful words
Why doesn’t our culture teach us to say caring things like
“I know it seems like nothing is wonderful and everything hurts; but it won’t last forever and you are so much more than just frazzled nerves and leaky tear ducts. You’ll be a lot happier after I remind you why I love you, it’s okay that you forgot”
*I meant this for my personal blog, but it clearly resonated*
nothing scares me more than this.
Beatrice the Biologist Rocks
So I know this isn’t exactly on topic, but it’s related. My own body image issues were always complicated by my mental health issues, or maybe vice versa; but I can say nearing 30 with my anxiety and depression well mitigated has allowed my body image to blossom. It’s amazing how wonderful it is to wake up and not be disappointed about it, and it’s freed my brain to find beauty in the world, but most importantly, in myself.
This has a few important aspects for me. The fact that we don’t discuss injury to our psyche in the same way we do injury or illness to our body; the stigma of mental health treatment and counselling is such that we often don’t widely admit to mental illness, let alone have common language to discuss it with friends, acquaintances, and strangers.
But also the fact that it’s not socially acceptable to offer emotive care for people struggling with mental health issues. When a person has a physical ailment which hospitalizes them, they receive calls and cards and gifts and flowers; when a person has a need for psychiatric hospitalization it’s seen as shameful, spoken about only in whispers, and no one ever sends flowers. Rarely is it spoken about outside the family or immediate friends, and it’s never discussed without a great deal of stigma.
It’s so taboo to discuss, most lay-people don’t even understand the lexicon and definitions, let alone have any understanding as to how it impacts daily life, what it’s like to live with, or (most importantly) how to support loved ones who are suffering.
I’m gonna continue to do my part to destroy the same and stigma surrounding mental illness by being vocal about my own struggles, and raising the voices of others who are struggling, through my blog The Lame Dame. If you have a mental illness, talk about it; if you don’t, please still talk about it. End the Stigma.