Yeah, the realization that the world wasn’t what I thought it would be was a slow journey for me. Initially, I felt I could keep up. I wasn’t doing it all but I felt like I was doing enough. It was like stacking blocks where the placement was imprecise. It seemed the differences weren’t that big of a deal and I was still progressing.
However, over time the small differences that had seemed acceptable began making it hard to keep going. I struggled to do what others appeared to accomplish without issues and sections of my life seemed to be caving in.
At 30, I was diagnosed with ADHD. Therapy and medication have helped me exist in a world that is indifferent to me. While I wish the world were different and I didn’t feel the need to take pills, they’re a tool that’s helped me better influence my circumstances. It’s still a struggle, but I’m better able to find fulfillment in the struggle.
The world sucks. Pills may not change that, but they may help you maneuver a society unapathetic and sometimes hostile towards you.
Being depressed about depressing circumstances is not mental illness. Prove me wrong.
You are correct. Sometimes people say “depressed” when what they truly mean is “sad”. There’s plenty to be sad about.
EDIT: Battling chronic clinical depression since 1989. Depression makes no sense.
OK, so it’s not mental illness, it’s realism. How do you propose people deal with that situation?
I would start with therapies that help them identify what changes they need to make. Then, give the person treatments that have been proven to create better outcomes for people-in-depressing-circumstances (lifestyle and pharmaceutical).
Oh hey, I just invented mental healthcare for people with “realism.”
