Robin Williams did not kill himself. His illness, depression, killed him, and just used Robin to do the deed. It happens all the time. You can have minor chronic depression, all the way up to killer depression. But it’s no “black dog.” It’s no “dark” thing to be whispered about. It’s just an illness, a disorder, that in this day of modern medicine, you can see your doctor about and treat. Like any other health condition, there are different degrees of it, different treatments for it, some work better for some than they do for others. It takes more experimentation for some to find the right combination of treatment than some who are lucky to hit the right approach right off the top, but you just have to slog on till you get there. Maybe you’re only able to make it 50 per cent better, but hey, that’s 50 per cent better! Lots of people get rid of it completely. It’s like all the other maladies. Let me repeat that. Depression is like all the other illnesses. It’s just something you get diagnosed and deal with. There are a couple of situations, a couple of types of people, that drive me a little nuts when it comes to depression. Maybe at this point, I should remind you I’ve been on a maintenance level of Prozac since 1991, to keep the ol’ brain chemicals balanced. Works great, I no longer have chronic clinical depression. Fixed me, and I stay fixed as long as I stay on the Prozac. Tried going off it a couple of times but it starts to creep back in, so hey, you don’t have to hit me on the head with a hammer, the meds work, take’em. Whatever it takes. Now one of the types of people who drive me nuts are you people who don’t have depression, and you won’t let anyone else have it either. They wouldn’t stop you from getting that broken arm fixed, but you, because you don’t believe in depression, insult them, scold them, humiliate them, embarrass them, tell’em it’s “all in their head,” and just to grow a backbone and get over it, “like I do”. No you don’t because YOU DON’T HAVE IT, CAN’T RELATE TO IT, AND ARE BEING A JUDGEMENTAL PAIN IN THE ASS. Do you really want a family member or a friend to kill themself because you’re too stubborn and opinionated to allow them to get help. Get over yourself, and if you can’t be supportive, at least care enough to get the hell out of the way. By the way, anyone who’s being bullied by this type, ignore them and go get help. It’s your life, take it back. The other type of person that drives me a little nuts when it comes to getting treatment for depression is those who acknowledge they probably have it – but won’t see a doctor about it – or have actually had it diagnosed, but won’t follow through with prescribed treatment. “The doctor wants me to try a course of Prozac in combination with diet, exercise and some self-talk therapy, but I think I can just treat this myself with yoga and thinking positive thoughts when I’m a little gloomy.” Good luck with that. If he/she prescribed heart meds, you’d take em’ in a flash; if treating ebola, would you opt for a hot massage and some nice herbal tea? Hardly. Bottom line, cause I’m outta room, is that depression is just another illness you see your doctor about; trust their diagnosis, follow their treatment instructions, and hang in there till you find the meds/therapy/counselling … whatever it takes … to feel as mentally healthy as the average human again. It’s working for me. And when it does for you, you won’t believe the difference. Laurie Mustard.
Posted on: Fri, 15 Aug 2014 18:11:07 +0000
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