There are a lot of quirks and crevices to having an anxiety disorder. It's not at all straight forward, and never will be.
The one thing a person with anxiety conditions like mine even wants? Is understanding. Sadly, this is also the one thing that he or she will never obtain. The only understanding a person with a mental health condition can obtain, comes from another person with a mental health condition. This automatically splits off the world into a plane of angels and demons -- which side is which depends alone on what side you happen to be on in the first place.
The person with the mental health condition has the advantage, I hate to say it (I really hate to call anything about this state an "advantage"). The average person with a mental health issue has at one point in life most likely been able to experience life with some kind of "normal" clarity. Many mental health issues onset with puberty or adulthood, and are not present from birth, even ones with a biological nature.
But someone who has never had to experience the suffocating nature of dealing with a condition of this nature, is at the disadvantage in dealing with someone who has.
Funny thing is, neither side can blame the other. One side has no way of any kind of deep, personal understanding, and the other side has had the memories of a longed-for world of so-called mythical "normal" ripped out of the very fabric of his or her mental block by the ravages of a vile conditioning. You can't go back. Trust me on that one.
But we do see each side blaming the other. It's not uncommon, in fact it's more common than not. Misunderstanding breeds contempt, from both sides of the street. It seems to be a natural progression.
The tools involved in dealing with a lack of understanding, are simple building blocks of human relationships: Respect, patience, and some kind of love... most people can't be bothered putting in the effort, though. It's just far too much work. It's much easier (apparently?) to treat the person poorly, and run them off. Be cruel, put them down, assume things about them, disregard what's wrong in favor of pushing the way things should be.
If any one of us could see through the current eyes of another, I wonder how shocked we would be to experience that life, if only for a moment.
People think we're weak... people think we're pathetic. Worthless. Broken.
I'd like to see them deal with having their mind ripped apart by something they cannot control.
Only for a moment.
I'm not as bitter as I sound, I suppose. I'm just tired of waking up to dealing with one person or another who has taken the liberty over night to "telling me like it is" -- Frankly, people are lucky I don't spend my time telling it like it really is, right back at them. I exhibit worlds more self-control than anyone may ever realize.
The one thing a person with anxiety conditions like mine even wants? Is understanding. Sadly, this is also the one thing that he or she will never obtain. The only understanding a person with a mental health condition can obtain, comes from another person with a mental health condition. This automatically splits off the world into a plane of angels and demons -- which side is which depends alone on what side you happen to be on in the first place.
The person with the mental health condition has the advantage, I hate to say it (I really hate to call anything about this state an "advantage"). The average person with a mental health issue has at one point in life most likely been able to experience life with some kind of "normal" clarity. Many mental health issues onset with puberty or adulthood, and are not present from birth, even ones with a biological nature.
But someone who has never had to experience the suffocating nature of dealing with a condition of this nature, is at the disadvantage in dealing with someone who has.
Funny thing is, neither side can blame the other. One side has no way of any kind of deep, personal understanding, and the other side has had the memories of a longed-for world of so-called mythical "normal" ripped out of the very fabric of his or her mental block by the ravages of a vile conditioning. You can't go back. Trust me on that one.
But we do see each side blaming the other. It's not uncommon, in fact it's more common than not. Misunderstanding breeds contempt, from both sides of the street. It seems to be a natural progression.
The tools involved in dealing with a lack of understanding, are simple building blocks of human relationships: Respect, patience, and some kind of love... most people can't be bothered putting in the effort, though. It's just far too much work. It's much easier (apparently?) to treat the person poorly, and run them off. Be cruel, put them down, assume things about them, disregard what's wrong in favor of pushing the way things should be.
If any one of us could see through the current eyes of another, I wonder how shocked we would be to experience that life, if only for a moment.
People think we're weak... people think we're pathetic. Worthless. Broken.
I'd like to see them deal with having their mind ripped apart by something they cannot control.
Only for a moment.
I'm not as bitter as I sound, I suppose. I'm just tired of waking up to dealing with one person or another who has taken the liberty over night to "telling me like it is" -- Frankly, people are lucky I don't spend my time telling it like it really is, right back at them. I exhibit worlds more self-control than anyone may ever realize.
