He was talking about how going to his Dad’s house was a drag because there were loud pets “being pets” and a loud kid “being a loud kid” and a schizophrenic uncle “being schizophrenic”. He knows I have psychotic depression but I think it was a little offensive bc I kind of identify and bond with schizophrenics.
I’m very rarely offended and I rarely make a big fuss about stuff people say, as I say plenty of controversial things myself. But I think it was a bit careless of him.
Hate little one-liners that people say to try to sound clever. What bothers me the most is the thoughtless, self-serving aspect of that sort of remark. Removing the humanity of the subject so flippantly. It would bother me too.
I have a friend that once used a lobotomy joke on me. He knows I have sz/a and said something stupid like that. I proceeded to slap him in the face very hard.
He felt really bad after because he didn’t realize how my disorder and that awful subject were connected.
Sometimes people are just, well stupid as people often are.
Honestly I talk so much ■■■■ about neurotypicals that I can kind of relate with neurotypicals venting about being stressed by people with mental illness. It’s so hard to understand each other.
Yesterday i went to Jumba Juice to get a smoothie…My name is Max by the way. So the cashier asked me for my name. I told her it was Max. And she replied “like Mad Max”? I said yes. Is this funny or what?
to be fair i think its kind of funny, sounds like he was just joking around, but if he was being offensive then thats another matter, he probably didn’t know you would take it that way or he wouldn’t have said it i guess
Hi everyone!I’ve had this illness for a decade, yes!a decade. Something I have learned with time, is that if you make a joke about something that really upsets you, it is a way of “recovery”. You disrepect your illness, it is sometimes a good way to accept what you suffer from and understand that it is not taking your life away. Everyone with conditions, people who have suffer the loss of relatives and another sufferings in life, in the meantime make jokes. I heard once a friend of mine having a friend whose father was dead. At that moment, her father tried to commit suicide. My friend’s friend asked how her father was, to what she answered “Very bad”, and her friend say “Alive” and laughed.
Sometimes you are the way you take your life and embrace it. Life is no totally good or bad for everybody.
My dad once said: Daia, this life is a piece of crap. A piece of crap worth the living.