When I leave the house and go out, I seem to spend most of my time looking at other people with a bit of envy.
Thinking things like “they don’t have mental illness, they can do whatever they want and live how they want”.
This makes me a bit down, and in turn makes me not want to go out again.
I’ve got “normie envy” !
Believe me, their lives aren’t nearly as interesting as ours.
The old saying “never judge a book by it’s cover” Lava look real nice flowing down a mountain, but you would never want to live there
I get this all time. I especially feel it when I’m picking up my kids from school and day care. I look at the other mothers and think they are so lucky. Imagine being able to have your health and not worry about your children being disadvantaged by your condition. Sometimes when they complain about how hard their lives are I feel like shaking them. My soul cries.
they look normal… but are they really normal…
I try not to envy others better off than me…we all have our lives to lead and the normies you see will all have some kind of disappointment in their lives eventually. no, I’m better off just thinking how I can improve my own life.
I get normie envy too. I can’t work, i can’t have friends, i can’t party, i can’t even shower some days. I get so jealous of people who can do anything they want or need to do with no problem. What a life that must be!
Same here every time ! So depressing
Sometimes I want to ask people questions about themselves because I’ve really only known one “reality” and it’s so hard to imagine life without having been abused, without hallucinations and voices, suicidal ideation, etc. I feel like saying, “really, NEVER, EVER?” That amazes me. I do wonder what that would be like…
I ask people weird stuff, mostly it’s either I do that or will be going on in my head all day if their up to something.
U have touch my heart ever i feel the same way u feel normal people don’t have M.I they can do whatever they want…!! It’s makes me super down…!!!
I feel you, but I get it regardless of whether or not I go out. My family members are all more high functioning than me.
I imagine the elusive normal people would be feeling like the biggest freaks on the planet. “I can’t relate to anyone”, “Why don’t I have any neurosis?”, "I want depression/addiction/psychosis etc etc "
It’s getting as low as 1 in 3 with a diagnosable mental illness. That’s what we currently class as a diagnosable mental illness. What we have no idea is what exactly is normal. That’s the most elusive question since we starting researching human psychology.
All in all it comes down to this.