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Goth chick can be pretty based at times.
The only thing worse than fellow sufferers who deny your own pain because your experience is different from theirs are the people who have no experience with depression telling you what you need to do to “cure”. I have had more experience with the latter, but both are insufferable. We have seen some good examples of the latter with Depressed Character #1 and Satellite character #1.
Goth Chick has always had a bad attitude towards others, but this time she seems really angry.
Just this past Wednesday I was handed a two-page list that would almost certainly “cure” the cPTSD I developed as an abused infant. Their magical list is the standard, poorly researched smattering of herbs, teas, supplements, meditation, exercise and forcing myself to be intensely social.
“But their intentions were good” lost its luster long ago when these people’s incessant “help” drove me deeper into isolation, nightmares and and shame-driven self-harm. When are these people going to be held accountable for the damage they do?
C-PTSD represent! ~but if you forgiiiiiive them by which I mean pretending nothing ever haaaaappened you will feel beeeeetter and your world will be sparkly and full of raaaaainbows and uuuuunicorns~ barf
They say, “It’s the thought that counts.”
I say, “So does the thoughtlessness.”
Thanks a ton for writing these! I don’t know what it is about them, but I keep reading them all again and again. I think they help me? At the very least they put my mind to rest for an hour or two.
I really love your work, funny, yet thought provokative at the same time
One of the worst parts of this gatekeeping instinct is that having a safe, welcoming community of truly understanding people would be so helpful for many. If only the illness weren’t so great at sabotaging any attempt at curing it, and that includes poisoning so many attempts at all coming together.
Yet Clay, you’ve done much to create a kind of virtual community here exactly by setting a tone of understanding and acceptance. So thank you.
It still “surprises” me when I see how often depressed people set ranks and discriminate other depressed people. You can’t stay with healthy people because they don’t understand, and you can’t stay with depressed ones because they think you’re a cheater? It’s insane. So, mainly alone.