#so i AM inherently a load of neuroses and shitty coping mechanisms stitched together with dental floss cuz they ran out of thread

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one thing that was v jarring about work capability assessment is she kept talking about my Depression, cuz it's. well i don't have an official diagnosis i don't think but i am on antidepressants so as far as the dwp's concerned it's the only thing that's Real. and i literally don't even really think of myself as Having Depression any more cuz i have cycled through 'if i work out the single just right diagnosis it will fix me' and i'm back at 'i am Insane but who isn't'. crazy in the political class sense. i do still fit the diagnostic criteria for major depressive disorder or w/e the actual official term is these days but that's not my Main Issue. my Main Issues are a) brain needs stimulants to work b) country descending rapidly into fascism c) over ten years into a tory govt d) cannot afford a therapist. at this point the depression is like the season one antagonist seven seasons into the tv show