Friday, 21 November 2014


There is a story about how pearls are made. A piece of sand gets stuck, and as the oyster, annoyed, tries to be rid of it, a pearl is formed. Oh, how cute. I just read an article on depression; and while, some of it was valid, it has also annoyed me to no end. Yes, I did have a healing experience when I freaked out over a negative situation. Instead of being ignored (as was common in the workplace bullying season) steps were taken within my community to deal with sexual abuse, large scale. That was pretty awesome.

What annoyed me is that the article seemed to express: after a depressed person gets beyond the ruminating of negative situations by receiving support from others, they will be healed. They will have found the answer for which they were seeking. How is that possibly annoying? Well, in and of itself it is virtuous. What has happened in my case is that I have had people pressure me. Anytime I'd be feeling well, and take up a task, certain people felt they had to push my I could get better. Gee thanks.

What annoys me is how people feel they have to have a handle on my illness. They have to provide a solution. Perhaps it wouldn't be so bad if it was from a place of genuine care. I feel like I am their project, and should get well so they can be a success.

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