But people with mental disorders often don't get that kind of sympathy. Our pain isn't as socially acceptable. People think we have control over our emotions, so our families lose patience with us when we're having an episode. Non-mentally ill friends don't understand our symptoms which look like they have no "cause." They think we should just get a hold of ourselves. Taking a sick day for depression or anxiety looks like calling in when you're not "really sick."
I'm envious of everyone whose pain can be painted in primary colors that are easy to understand. Cancer, surgery, a sick spouse -- it's not that I want those things, but it feels unfair that people with those problems get cards and cakes and days off, while people whose crises take place in psychiatric wards and therapists' offices just get silence.
|Depression, June 2011 Photo by me.|