Discussion Mental illness litteraly makes you infertile if you're a woman

[Insomniac]

You can't carry children while taking these anxiety medications. It's the same thing for any other type of mental illness medication.

Just goes to show how serious mental illness is despite everyone acting like its just you lamenting and being lazy lol.

There's an epidemic of mental illness in the world obviously and I'd argue that it's not less serious than an epidemic of the plague that happened centuries ago.

I don't plan to have kids but my point is still the same.

 

[FuneralCry]

I believe that it's a good thing if it means that less people are being brought into this world. It can never be beneficial bringing life here, after all if we were never born it would mean that we would never suffer. Life is just unnecessary and endless problems that would have been prevented by never existing at all. But it's true that people have a lack of understanding as to what many others go through in life. They cannot experience life the same way after all, but that doesn't give them the right to invalidate others suffering.

 

[UpsideDownFace]

Mental illness can be genetic so it's probably for the best not to have kids so they don't suffer with it too.

 

[theboy]

are you a woman?

 

[Insomniac]

are you a woman?

yes. why?

 

[theboy]

curiosity

 

[Maudlin]

its just you lamenting and being lazy

In my case it's just me lamenting about my pain and being lazy. I'm full of fucking self-pity.

I should just get something to bite down hard on, and go fix the heating duct that came loose in the crawlspace. I should just fix the water pump on my truck, no matter how much bending, laying flat and standing it takes.
I'm a man, not some sissy. Scratch that. I'm a fucking sissy.

Fuck me... by the time I get five feet away from the chair I'm in, well, I've felt better after having my ass kicked. Just making it to the bathroom a half dozen times a day feels like I hooked my spine and my leg up to my Lincoln arc-welder.

I don't even have to move at all. I barely move my fingers across the keyboard and the vise that's crushing my spine turns into a blowtorch. It makes no sense at all and I'm sick of the worthless monster I've become.

Add this to the insomnia that comes from the fact that it's hell to lay down... there's no way this monster doesn't become worse, given enough time. I can't count the times I reach out for something each day just to watch it slip through my fingers and fall to the floor. Then it's just another mess to clean up. I dropped the same coffee cup four damn times in a row, this morning.

It never used to be like this. It's making me mental.

 

[KuriGohan&Kamehameha]

My mother took shiny new SSRIs while pregnant with me in the late 90s, was no surprise how that turned out. Emotionally numb woman is unable to feel love for her child or develop any sort of maternal bond, then hands the new infant off to her parents. I cannot fathom why people willingly choose to get pregnant while in such a state- and yes, I was a planned birth, conceived in an attempt to fix my mother's shit life and her feelings surrounding it.

My mother had ECT around that time as well, thought I'm unsure if it was before the pregnancy, during it, or immediately after. I'm sure that did a number on her body too, and solidified the complete severance of a potential paternal relationship. Every single one of my mother's offspring, including me, is autistic as well. None of us have fathers, because she only dated abusive men.

I will never understand why people subject their children to such hell for their own selfish desires.