Originally Posted by
Yuri-G
Eyyyyy I'm back. Here are some thoughts.
First, dude was the one who made these plans, not me. He then switched the same plans that he made, twice in a row, when we had just begun dating. Maybe that's not sketchy to you; it's a bit sketchy to me. Not apocalyptic, just sketchy. Given that I haven't dated much in the past, and given my tendency toward anxiety (more on that in a sec), I wasn't sure how to interpret this.
Second, I regret nothing. Making that post felt good, and I'm sure it was at least mildly entertaining to some people.
Third, if you are interested in why I blew up, here's the deal. I suffer from a combination of generalized anxiety disorder, mild-to-moderate depression, and (most significantly) PTSD. I'm saying this knowing full well that some of you won't believe me, that you think PTSD is only for army vets, but hey - do your research, it's a much broader condition than you might think, and to be blunt: I trust my doctor's diagnosis, who is LICSW at a minimum and probably has a few more letters after her name, more than I trust you. PTSD, to sum it up very succinctly, is a condition whereby the brain reacts to current stimuli with a level of aggressiveness that is completely inappropriate; generally speaking this is because your brain is reacting to something that just happened using something from your past as the actual barometer. The army vet example is the most obvious; hear a loud noise and freak the fuck out because your brain is convinced a bomb just went off and your life is in danger. My PTSD is tied to abandonment; hence the clinginess.
I know plenty of people on here either don't believe me, won't care, or think I'm exaggerating. That's fine, I don't control your perception. But I'm talking about this because I know some of you either will understand, or at least will be intrigued enough to think about it from my perspective, and that is valuable to me.
What it comes down to, and why I reacted so strongly, is this: My brain is fucking broken you guys. PTSD is treatable, thankfully. But it takes a very long time and a hell of a lot of effort, and mostly what you have to do is to directly expose yourself to the things that trigger your anxiety the most - this is why even though dating absolutely fucking terrifies me, I'm doing it anyway. And when people say things like "get over yourself" or make jokes about how clingy I am, it's ignorant at best and downright insensitive and mean-spirited at the worst. Telling me to just get over it is like telling someone with a broken leg to just get better. It takes time, it takes healing. I am grateful that my particular mental illnesses are ones that are treatable, but it's not easy, and as I said before - I spent decades of my life believing this is who I am, that I was incapable of change. I have only learned over the past few years that this is untrue; that I can indeed overcome this, that the brain can rewire itself with enough time and work (and believe me, it's hard work - therapy for me is not just "go talk about how you feel." I work on it. I get homework, I have to learn techniques to manage my thought processes, in short I basically have to fight my own brain every step of the way. It's worth it, but it's not easy). And I will never, ever get that lost time back. Such is life; we all have struggles, and I am not in any way shape or form looking for pity (PLEASE don't). Better to start the healing process now than never.
So when you say "get over yourself," you're saying the very thing that I have been told for years on end - the very thing I told myself - that kept me thinking I was broken - not just broken, but inherently broken, untreatable. That because I couldn't "just get over it," I was going to be that way forever. I'm happier than I've ever been now that I'm learning how to get over it, but - and I'm repeating myself here but it's important - it is not something I "just" do. It is a long, complicated, and painful process to rewire this fucked-up shit that goes on in my head. It helps when I talk to people and get a healthier perspective because I am sometimes literally incapable of seeing things from that angle. I physically cannot do it; my brain is incapable of forming those connections. But when people can hear what I have to say and reflect it back from their own, more "normal" perspective - that is invaluable. When people hear what I have to say and they just mock me for it, that is not helpful at all. It's cruel and unnecessary and I find it pretty sad that some people think this is a joke, or that it's funny.
Mental illness is not something you just get over. It's something you live with, and - if you're lucky and have the right help, and depending on the particular condition - you eventually learn to cope with and maybe even get better. But it's not, I repeat, NOT something you just "get over."
So for every person on this board who understands, who suffers from depression or anxiety or something else, for every person who has been told to "just stop worrying about it," "just stop being clingy," "just cheer up, it's not a big deal" - for every person who has had people make jokes about how screwed up in the head you are like Abandon did just now by poking fun at me wanting to get married on the second date - you are not alone. I am speaking up for myself, but I'm also doing it so you can hear that "just get over it" is bullshit - because you've probably heard it before, and you'll probably hear it again, and it's not ok for people to say that to you. It really isn't. I got your back, fam. I understand.
Last, but certainly not least: To the people who, whether they understand or not, at least tried to help in a kind and respectful manner: Thank you.