Technological advances today have made it easier for the average person to express his or her views to a significantly wider audience in as little as a few seconds. A ‘tweet’ or a Facebook status update exhibits this quality.
Gaining the attention of another human being has become a whole lot easier with these things and with that, people sometimes lose touch with themselves. I, for one, prefer to communicate with words on a screen; a 21st century weakness. I have also been under the delusion that I was depressed, even when I wasn’t because we all know how great it feels to have people shower empathy onto your ‘wretched life’.
I’ve been there, and I’m willing to admit it.
I’m not saying it doesn’t exist because, let’s face it, we’re all depressed and it’s with good reason that we are, but to parade your supposed ‘depression’ in the face of others, well, that’s just wrong. A simple online search would tell you the definition as well as the symptoms of depression and with that, it is easy to either delude yourself, or to take a persona as such.
I suppose I should tell you, I am by no means a psychology student (yet). Suffice it to say, I do not have any real technical knowledge on the subject. Anything I say would be my opinion and nothing more.
What I do know, however, is that depression does not have a person parading his or her ‘fruits of depression’ on social networking websites. This is not me trying to belittle the weight of depression, or to decide who has it and who’s pretending, you are. You are mocking the people who suffer from depression by throwing around your issues and making a mess of the place.
You’re not suffering from depression. You’re indulging in depression. You’re putting yourself in a position where some people are trapped in. You’re flirting with disaster. It is easy for a rich person who has everything to fantasize about being poor and being in constant need, or a model who is constantly showered with compliments for her looks about being unattractive, but to actually be there and face the problems that these people face on a daily basis?
Today, it has become a trend, this indulgence. It is ‘cool’ to play the wounded hero, the vulnerable man with deep psychological issues, except, your ‘issues’ are skin deep. Inside, you’re just as paper thin as the ignorant goons that parade the streets. You’re only a better actor, if anything.
You’ve taken on a role, a persona and you’ve accepted all the traits that come along with this characterization. You do exactly what you think a person with these traits will do. You follow the symptoms of depression by the book and you’re not ashamed to let others know.
If you do have depression, by all means, seek help. I’m talking about real, professional help.
But you don’t, and you throw your ‘depression’ around like it’s a game. Like we’re suppose to feel sorry for you like you do for yourself. The difference between you and the people in need who are at real risk of hurting themselves is that you clearly choose to put yourself in a position as such. They don’t have a choice, you do.
You’ve decided to indulge in a condition that destroys people because you feel it makes you more appealing. It helps you connect to other members of society because they see your vulnerability. You’re misguided. A whole lot.
It won’t be long before the people around you start to realize that you’re never going to get ‘better’. You’re never going to stop feeling sorry for yourself and that you’ll always be ‘depressed’ because by now, you’ve become an addict and you need your fix.
You’ll always go back to this indulgence because it feels good and now, you need it to feel right, to feel ‘normal’.
And these people, they’ll leave, one by one, because it doesn’t take a genius to see what you’re doing and a person can only take so much negativity from another person, especially when it’s by choice. You see, a depressed person generally inflicts negativity on his or herself, not flail it around at others. In fact, no. A depressed person does not ‘inflict’ negativity, he or she succumbs to it. Inflict is a word for one such as yourself.
You inflict negativity on yourself and others. You throw yourself in a pool of such and thrash around, insult to injury to the people who are drowning. You’re a lie.
Then again, of course, with all that’s said, I could be wrong.