This is the number one reason why I hate Tumblr now (and hate doesn't even begi to describe it). I am legitimately bipolar (type 1, diagnosed several years ago) and it's damn awful. It's beyond my comprehension why things like that are glorified. I absolutely despise how while I'm trying so hard to get better, there are people who are absolutely fine and pretending just to get attention. Take it from me, bipolar disorder and depression are not things you want. And in reality, people don't love you more or give you good attention for having it. You become an outcast and someone that other people don't seem to want to be around after a while. I think what teenagers nowadays have to realize is that everyone has their own weight to carry. It's normal to be sad, stressed, or anxious. I can't stand how these kids act like they're the only people who have problems.
Yes! People on tumblr are some of the most irritating I've encountered, and it seems like all these people just expect NOTHING to go wrong and for their lives to go as planned. It doesn't happen like that for anyone. We all have problems and we all need to deal with them without jumping to the worst of conclusions (i.e.- a medical disorder)
I decided a long time ago to never, ever deal with those types of people. I'm a brutally honest person, but I'm not going to deal with that kind of shit, if the person isn't even going to listen to other people's advice. I've seen several posts from teenage girls talking about their "disorders", and I gotta say... It's very hard not to say anything. I guess I'm lucky I have high-tolerance, otherwise I'd be looking like a real asshole all the time.
And what's sad is as soon as you finally muster the courage to ask for help, people shut you down, saying that 'you're just faking it' and that everything's going to be okay if you ignore it.
These little shits who fake mental disorders just to get attention make me want to bash their head into a wall. Yes, I know it's a phase, and I've gone through it. At least now I know that when I just feel like telling my problems to the whole wide world, then it probably isn't that much of a problem after all.
And also, what really pisses me off are these people blaming shitty parenting or any behaviour that's slightly different from other kids as a mental illness. Stop drugging the child and actually raise it.
Exactly! No child is going to act "normal", because everyone has a different definition of the word, so in no way can we expect our child to be perfect mentally. Everyone has issues, some are just more severe than others.
I rather dislike people who lie about having mental disorders because it cheapens things for those who do legitimate have it and creates a sort of boy who cried wolf effect leading people to not believe you when you say you have a disorder.
If you're going to post something I've heard hundreds of other people complain about, at least learn how to use paragraphs. Others only support this thread because it's about something that strongly upsets them, I'm guessing. Well, guess what? This is a dead horse.
There will always be idiots who try to find excuses for themselves being idiots and try to justify it by making other people look bad. If it's not disorders, it'll be something else. Whatever.
Also, you're looking down on people for using disorders as excuses but you're saying they're at fault for all these awful things in the world. I'll tell you the real reason, it's because people are only now realizing how many morons there are, when the stupid people have been here all along.
Quite frankly, I couldn't care less if this topic is a dead horse. This is a complaints forum, and I'm going to complain. And I'm not saying that these people are at fault for all these awful things, everyone contributes to fucking stuff up, including myself.
Part of anorexia nervosa is an obsessive desire to lose weight ([link]) here read.
An anorexic views themselves as overweight regardless of their actual weight. They don't THINK they're anorexic to begin with , and usually it take outside intervention to convince them that they have a problem.
Maybe not all mental illnesses follow this trend, but anorexia does
Actually, in Anorexia Nervosa's case, it is often one of those "you have a problem", intervention types of situations where it's friends and family that send the person in for help. Not always, but sometimes it is similar to a personality disorder in the sense that the anorexic person won't see themselves as "having a problem" when everyone else knows they do.
The whole body dysmorphia aspect of it really throws off their perception in these cases, but I'm sure there are people who do stop and realize "wow, I am unnaturally terrified of gaining weight despite how dangerously thin I am. Now where's my sweet n' low ration for the day?"
I knew of a girl who had it. While she didn't believe she really had it, her family did. Her parents asked to go to the school nurse, 'to just make sure', and that 'if she says you're okay, we'll leave you alone.'
The nurse berated her even suggesting that,because 'anorexics don't think they are anorexic!!!!', and she ended up doing serious damage to her body, because people would rather say something off of a spiel, than actually look into the situation.
The parents of course were part of the situation. When she became unhealthily thin, that should have sent off warning bells and they should have forced her to go to someone else.
But some people would rather pretend that everything is okay
I agree. Alot of people scream "I'm depressed" e.t.c. all over the net just to get attention from people. And that kind of attention is never good. If you really are suffering from a disorder or is really depressed, you need to talk to a therapist or someone who actually can help you. Posting depressive shit all over the internet will not make your sorrows or anxiety go away.
Oh, those silly little assholes. They're thinking of Bi-Polar. And legitimate cases of Bi-Polar conditions will often admit that they can be assholes, but they'll also often admit that their condition is not an excuse to be an asshole, which is why they seek profession help in order to treat their condition. And even then, they're only assholes half of the time during manic episodes, not during depressed ones.
I should know, I am Bipolar II, and...who the HELL let all these Italics in here? Shoo! Shoo!
But mentally ill people have the most interesting lives!
Most genius scientists, artists, musicians and all the like that you hear about in the history books had some serious issues.
Of course, most of these people come to a really tragic end, but you never really hear much about that part of the legend...
For example, Casanova died of AIDS that he got in prison. Go figure.
I guess the moral is, it can be really cool to get paid for being a nutjob, but the price seems to be a high likelyhood of a really messy end. I think it's worth it (I kind of hope my death is spectacularly brutal). Most of these whiny bitch kids will probably realize they're not as "mentally diverse" as they claimed when they realize the horrific side that comes with being fucking insane.
Whatever, let them be sad little self-defeating victims. We need someone to serve us fast food hamburgers in 20 years, right?
Exactly; so many people think they're special for having a disorder or something, when it's not all just being down on yourself, mental disorders are SEVERE and they are not something to be joked about.
A few months ago I dated a sideshow freak- she/he/it (whatever) drilled things into her face for a living...
She tried to get me to tattoo MY SAME TATTOOS on her. I'd known her 2 months at that point and we'd already broken up a month ago.
Oh, and wanna know how the relationship started? When I was sleeping she went on my facebook page and made me her "official girlfriend." That was the second time I had slept with her... I changed it back as fast as I could but it sure caused some mumblings among my friends.
Before she left she gave me a voodoo doll of herself- a baby doll with it's eyes blacked out and her tattoos sharpied all over it.
Me and her other ex's often make the voodoo doll do really embaressing things, just for kicks.
So, yeah, I'm pretty sure mental illness is hillarious and makes for great stories.
This is why it's a good thing to beat the shit out of your children early on. It raises the bar for emotional trauma early so that by the time they're teens, those typical "down" days don't seem so bad by compari-holy FUCK, this is dark even for me!
...I knew I should have kept taking my medication. Christ.
Unfortunately, that just creates PTSD, which ends up having the opposite effect. Then you get fairly innocent "trigger" events causing full-blown panic attacks. Cause, you know, the flashbacks and all that.
Spankings, on the other hand, I approve of, nothing scarring about a short sharp shock when you're being a little shit.
Yeah, but at least with PTSD, they have something legitimate to complain about.
And of course you'll have all the fun of getting them there and my god, I really hope I'm joking with all this. Well, a comedian who's name escapes me at the moment once said, "I don't know why people bother physically abusing their children when psychological is more permanent. *pause for audience reaction* I feel sorry for those who got that joke."
Physical abuse is easier. Any redneck can beat a kid senseless... but it takes an intelligent sociopath to really fuck with their child's head if they're going to create the desired brain-warping results.
Yeah... jokes... hahahaha! You know, no matter how much you laugh, I think all jokes still indicate subconscious desires that just show how fucked up every single human really is. (We're pretty goddamn fucked). Even if you wouldn't actually do something like that, (because you have restraint) I'm pretty sure every joke a person makes has at least a little basis in reality. Then again, I supposedly have trouble differentiating from reality and fantasy (that's what they tell me, anyways, I think that reality doesn't exist, and they're all lying to me to attempt to make me dead inside like they are).
Eh, some jokes are that, but A lot of jokes rely on building tension and then quickly releasing it. that's why 'dark' 'tabboo' things are funny.
I used to do 'Theatre of cruelty'. It's all about breaking down boundaries and making people feel uncomfortable. Our drama room was next to 'the centre' (one of the large gathering areas in my school) we had large blocks that could be arranged to make a stage. We spilt up for one activity, and we were practising in front of the other half of the class. Our 'play' consisted of distorted and aggressive movements. A lot of jumping, stomping and slamming chairs.It doesn't sound like much, but it's very effective.
At one point, we started banging the chairs in unison,faster and faster, coming up to the edge of the stage, threw the chairs off and jumped down.
One girl slid on the floor,squealed, fell down. It wasn't a 'funny' fall, but everyone just cracked it, and couldn't stop laughing for a few minutes, because the act of her falling and squealing, broke the tension so fast. Everyone in the audience was 'wtf, why did we laugh?' and our drama teacher explained it.
ugh, I miss doing it now. Our last performance piece involved industrial music, us being covered in fake blood with spears. Among other things, we ran full bolt towards the audience, screaming our lungs out, and the lights went off just a few centimeters away from them.
That seems slightly off the topic of what I was trying to get at, but fascinating nonetheless.
I've never taken any drama classes... I was always pretty reserved until the last couple of years of my life. I do have a lot of friends who are professional entertainers, though, and they've probably learned all those neat little tricks to get into the strange, twisting tunnels of the human brain.
One of them even talked me into falling in love with him, despite the fact that my first impression of him was absolutely terrible.
Anyone who says "being sad for a few days is depressed" knows nothing of psychology. The criteria for major depression is much longer. These kids don't even qualify for Dysthymic Disorder ("Depression Lite"). What these kids have is "Whiny little bitch syndrome", which isn't in the DSM for good reason.
These kids are basically using any given reason they can to justify their weak personalities and obnoxious faults. The moment they're told they have some kind of "disorder", their moronic brains interpret that as "hey, I can't help it! That means I don't have to change anything! And anyone who gives me shit over it isn't being sensitive to my condition. I am invincible, YAY!", when in reality, there is nothing legitimately wrong with them from a clinical standpoint. The real bitch of this is that it creates a kind of "boy who cried wolf" situation, and it's tough to weed out the real cases from the abundant bullshit ones. At least until the real cases enter the unsubtle later stages, then you get to REALLY see how terrifying a legitimate case looks.
The dark half of my mind really hopes these kids unsuccessfully attempt suicide (we all go through that phase) just so they'll get a 5150 and get a harsh dose of reality when they see the other people in the psych ward. The light half of my mind hopes they all get hit by a bus and we never have to think about them and we can all just go out for beer and ice cream. God, I can go for some Rocky Road right now.
And if public schools, where most of these "whiny little bitch syndrome" cases are, actually had any kind of decent funding, maybe they could put in proper psychology courses that actually teach things properly instead of sugar-coating everything as if it were a US History class. Lesson one: "Stop whining, you'll grow out of it." Lesson two: "Wait until you have the following symptoms BEFORE you start cutting yourself while listening to shitty music".
...I can't tell if I'd make the most monstrous psychologist ever, or the most fuckin' awesome.