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You come jingling up to me with your gunnysack of prescription meds and I want to tell you this: There is no such thing as mental illness. You live it because they have told you that you need to be this way.
You don’t.
Throw all of that shit away and start to believe in yourself.
Did you know that people who have diabetes were once put into asylums? They were. That was until the medical establishment found out that diabetes is an organic disease that can be treated with insulin and a strict diet.
I think the same can be said for depression and anxiety. Until the doctors find out what causes it they use meds that kind of work, but really don’t. One day they will know more and less suffering will occur.
You know about my anxiety attacks, my anticipation jitters, and my sleepless nights. One year I was so sad that I slept away nearly all 365 days.
Therapy is stupid and just seems screw me up more. So I don’t do it.
You have been in therapy since you were 15. It’s time to come up for air.
I need to restate this. Depression and anxiety may be normal to the human condition. Anxiety pushes us toward our goals and depression makes us stop, rejuvenate. All of us have some form of this stuff.
There really is mental illness. Things like schizophrenia and psychosis. But even for hard-hitting embattlements it is only due to some kind of physical misfiring, malfunction, some humanness. We simply live in an age when people are ignorant of a cure.
Stop thinking of yourself as so deficient.
You’re cool. I’m cool. And all of our nutty friends are cool too.
You never wanted to be one of those cogs-in-the-machine anyway, did you?
