Do you know what irks me?
When people say: “And I’m not one of those pussies who whines about being emo and depressed. I’m actually clinically depressed. I’ve been diagnosed and am on meds for it.”
All that proves is that you’re a rich depressed person, or that you have good health insurance.
Just because I haven’t been diagnosed and because I’m not on pills doesn’t mean I’m not depressed. I’ve taken online tests, paper tests, I’ve evaluated myself based off of what health teachers tell us about depression, and I even see a therapist who tells me I am most likely depressed. The only reason why I’m not offically diagnosed?
I haven’t seen a psychiatrist.
My mom, dad, therapist, health teachers, and online tests all say that only a liscensed psychiatrist can officially diagnose me. And since I haven’t been to one, bingo, no diagnosis. I’m not poor, but my family isn’t the greatest off either. I’m thankful to be out of debt and that my mom has a steady job and house, but we have to cut back on things and such to keep our budget in check. Seeing a psychiatrist is just too expensive. Plus, in my opinion, it’s pointless. I don’t want to lay on a couch for a couple hours, telling my life history, only to recieve prescriptions and a diagnosis I already know.
I was required to see a psyciatrist just over two months ago. Not asked, not reccomended, required. They told me in mid-late December that I was required to see a psyciatrist within the next month. It’s been two months and I have never seen any psyciatrist. I don’t need one to give me pills and tell me things I already know.
So to all of you who do that, stop. Saying that you are diagnosed and not one of the “pussies who whine about being emo and depressed” doesn’t make your problems more important. It’s pointless and stupid and needs to stop.