My gripe with the term mental illness

I don’t believe in mental illness.

(Wtf is that even?? Please don’t give me that reductivist bs of chemical imbalance.)

I want to see the diagnosis of the societal structures that are innately unhealthy. Show me a DSM of all the ways society fucks us up. Of the impact of colonialism, neoliberalism, capitalism, segregation, immigration, racism, Islamophobia. How schools are essentially dysfunctional. The productivity culture. Diagnose THAT. Diagnose the apparatus we’re conditioned by and socialized through. That’s the baseline against which mental health is measured : how well you can tow the line, conform, do what’s expected of you. How neurotypical you are.

Mental illness is such a patronizing term. It’s like calling poison a neurological dysfunction. It’s not a dysfunction if the reaction is proportionate to the toxin!

What we have is the pathologizing of the ways people have attempted to survive. Look at all the symptoms. They are all in reaction to something and yet diagnosis is decontextualized. All the symptoms are attempts at regulating a nervous system that’s gone haywire because of the inhumane expectations and pressures, not to talk about the environmental toxins in the soil, air, food and medicine.

That’s why “mental illness” is getting worse. Flip the picture and you’ll see a society nosediving as it’s becoming increasingly technocratic.

But sure, posters, campaigns, hashtags and assigned mental health awareness months will do the trick. 🙄

Just bloody felt like it

I just realized that this right here is about to be crowned the 100th post. Not sure if that’s a cause of celebration or lamentation over the fact that a 100 posts in shatters all hopes that this isn’t some hypomania-induced transitory phase. Oh well, glass half full or half empty I guess. Or, in bipolar lingo; hypomania(in case of type II) or bipolar depression?Hmm.

 

bipolar II

Yes random reader ,who was misdirected here by Google, I have the ‘dreadful’ disorder that mustn’t be confessed except in mocking context the inglorious bipolar. I started this blog-ish with the intention of channelling the torrent of thoughts and observations and weird quips no one gets but me into something remotely intelligible , and the drive behind it was ironically this disorder. I’m a hybrid of intermittent disorders and ‘abnormalities’ that are so finely woven into each other, the line where one starts and the other ends has been blurred throughout the years.

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Stupid genius

Low latent inhibition ( LLI) and highly sensitivity personality. Dear readers, I present to you these two bad boys that have me wired in a wholly different way than most. My nervous system is extra sensitive thus amplifies all sensory things; sound, touch ( pain), light, taste. Not only that, but the standard filter that the mind has in place to ferret out the countless information it takes in to only attend to those of interest or novelty -my mind is rebellious in that it takes in more data than it should. Let me demonstrate with an example:

When people see a wall clock, they usually do so fleetingly, only taking in any outstanding data that they haven’t seen before. This mechanism prevents sensory overload that would otherwise  have crippling effects on the mind in its’ efforts to both deal with all the excess data and make sense of it. Yours truly however does the opposite. I see the clock but I also see the part it is made of, its’ shape, colour, the hands. I wonder who made it and where. In short, I try to pry its’ entire history out of a glance.

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