Veronica Sawyer
Member
- Feb 22, 2023
- 25
Like people won't often say it in those exact words. But like, my parents keep telling me that they thought I was doing better when I was doing ketamine therapy, even though I keep telling them that I did not feel any noticeable improvement in mental health. But, apparently they feel like I was doing better when I was doing that treatment, so therefore the fact that I'm not doing it anymore is me being irrational and equivalent to going off my meds as soon as I start to feel better. Guess my point of view on whether or not it was helping doesn't matter.
It feels like it's rampant in any conversations about mental health. If you're not trying new medications constantly, if you're not doing literally everything you can to not be mentally ill (which is often a very arbitrary and un-provable standard, it usually just means continuing to be mentally ill) then clearly you're not trying hard enough and your complaining should be ignored. I'm really really sick of it. idk why I keep trying to talk to my parents about this stuff, I guess they're just the easiest people to contact in my life and I keep hoping that I'll be understood.
I'm trying my best to get better, I'm trying to improve my life, I'm better than I was from January-March when I was barely getting out of bed, but I'm still having trouble with social anxiety, depression, feeling anxious dread whenever I think about trying to work full time again, and just general hopelessness. But I'm at least taking steps towards getting better. I just needed to vent about this, I appreciate anybody who read through this.
It feels like it's rampant in any conversations about mental health. If you're not trying new medications constantly, if you're not doing literally everything you can to not be mentally ill (which is often a very arbitrary and un-provable standard, it usually just means continuing to be mentally ill) then clearly you're not trying hard enough and your complaining should be ignored. I'm really really sick of it. idk why I keep trying to talk to my parents about this stuff, I guess they're just the easiest people to contact in my life and I keep hoping that I'll be understood.
I'm trying my best to get better, I'm trying to improve my life, I'm better than I was from January-March when I was barely getting out of bed, but I'm still having trouble with social anxiety, depression, feeling anxious dread whenever I think about trying to work full time again, and just general hopelessness. But I'm at least taking steps towards getting better. I just needed to vent about this, I appreciate anybody who read through this.