i feel passionately about the need to enfold people experiencing (or diagnosed) with "just" depression or anxiety into the mad pride project. the more people who view themselves as mad, the better. much as the rhetorical move from "neurotypical" to "neuroconforming" emphasizes the artifice & social construction of "neurotypicality," so too will expanding identification as "mad" expose the sane/mad dichotomy as a false one.
it's true that (some) people with "just" depression and/or anxiety have an easier time navigating the psych system than people who have more stigmatized diagnoses. but this is not to say that they necessarily have an easy time — the carceral psych system is hostile to everyone subsumed by it, even the most "privileged" patients. we should of course critique & examine how our experiences are shaped by various intersections of privilege, but we cannot forget or ignore how someone with "just" a depression/anxiety diagnosis can still experience the full force of the carceral psych system brought down upon them (including but not limited to involuntary institutionalization, police intervention, & forced medication or other forced treatment).
we must encourage, if not insist, that those with the least-stigmatized diagnoses view their difficult experiences navigating the psych system as bound up with the liberation of people who have more stigmatized diagnoses &, often, a more violent experience of the psych system. we need more people to drop the "i have anxiety/depression but i'm not crazy" line and say loudly, "i have anxiety/depression & i am crazy. my access to just treatment is linked to the conditions of all other crazy people, who are my allies, peers, & friends. we are united in our cause & we all deserve a more liberating system of care."
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My mom, after spending an extended weekend with my dad's old college classmates and their families: It's so weird that all of these very weird, intelligent and structured men who got their masters in engineering in the late 1980s have sons that are all autistic and daughters who all have mood disorders.
Me: Yeah, very weird. Why could that be?
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Please take kids seriously they are actually people. sentient intelligent beings believe it or not. they know when they’re being blatantly lied to.
They might not understand it, but they know when grownups are being shady.
They know.
Please stop acting like it’s inconsequential if you lie to them or ignore them or dismiss their thoughts and feelings. It’s not. It stays with them forever.
Please take kids seriously.
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me to my therapist: I think I might be autistic...
therapist: I think that's a bit drastic... I would say you are bipolar.
me:
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Nobody talks about how exhausting it is to be numb to everything
To drag yourself through every day knowing that you’re not going to get any pleasure or enjoyment from anything you do
To feel blank towards everyone and everything
It’s a never-ending cycle of looking to everyone else like you’re alive but feeling completely rotted down inside
I just want to feel like a person again
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Okay wait, this is so fucking funny to me.
K. So, stay with me on this one: Wally is dealing with people mysteriously floating away in bubbles that freeze people in time and also dealing with Grodd's army of time traveling Gorillas and also dealing with a bunch of sentient Gods and also dealing with a homicidal Bethesda glitch (aka Porcupine Man Part Two: This Time he's a 15 y/o named Chad) and also dealing with a delusional homicidal Bethesda glitch (aka the Folded Man) WHILE the speedforce is also glitching the fuck out and messing with his powers ALL AT THE SAME TIME.
Typical day in Central City, amiright?
Alright so all of this is going on and Wally is handling it, but no big deal I hear you say, there's like 50 speedsters. Wally has enough family members to handle this whole situation no problem.
Here's the fucking hilarious part. Okay, so, Jay? On family leave. Irey, Jai, Wade and Judy? Not cleared for active field work.
But still, there's always Wally's Kid Flash, his adopted brother and biological cousin, Ace West and Avery Ho, the pseudo sister of the Flash family and the biggest threat to Wally's title of 'Barry's favorite child' since... ever. Surely Wally can rely on them to-
Nope. Nevermind. They decided to do a different thing with Mas y Menos. Cool. Cool cool cool cool cool.
Well. Okay. No problem.
We can always count on Barry Allen!
I mean, Barry is retired but he sees the massive fucked up hole in reality that Wally is trying to fix (did I forget to mention that part? Yeah that's a thing as well), so obviously he would go help W-
Nope! Okay! Barry locked himself in his room and is sleeping through this apparently.
But that's cool because Bart is there! Bart showed up to help!
Annnnnnnnd they left him there. Okay alright. Cool. Cool. It's so cool. Because Wally called Max and Max is there and two speedsters are better than one and-
OKAY HOLY FUCK YOU GUYS
DC says that Wally is forbidden from having any help and is willing to maintain that rule at any fucking cost apparently
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I go back to the GQ editorial with the boys a lot.
Taylor said he was doing a degree in biochemistry and the plan was to pursue a career in dermatology, but he realized it wasn't for him and switched majors, which disappointed his dad for a long time. Nick said he grew up in a very masculine world but was a very feeling young man. Acting strained his relationship with his parents.
In another earlier interview, Nick talked about his mental health as a teenager, how he was diagnosed with anxiety and depression, and how performing saved his life.
It's so unrealistic and stupid to think this way, but I wish they could give me some advice, and tell me their story of how they got through that period. Because I'm in a very, very similar position and I'm running out of strength and ideas.
And maybe a hug. Yeah, I need a hug.
I'm so sorry for being so negative today, but this has been by far the shittest thing to happen. I'm thoroughly exhausted and want to run away from everything and hibernate while listening to sad Taylor Swift songs.
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