This post is about how media and people in real life glamorize mental illness as some kind of “aesthetic”. The truth of the matter is : This shouldn’t be going on, no aspect of being mentally ill is pretty.
I’ve seen on tumblr so many times pictures of people who have slit wrists and forearms with
a hashtags underneath the so called art proclaiming it as, under it “#cool” “#aesthetic”. This whole “ hHella rad, hHella sad” mindset is hella aesthetic & hella pathetic. Social anxiety is another big one. It’s super cool! The way you are “quirky” and “weird” and “tasteful” to be socially awkward, to not want to talk to anyone. It’s the “honeymoon” phase until you can’t leave your house with the fear of having to strike up a conversation. The mental breakdown you have for even 5 seconds when someone calls your name.
There is such a fine line between these things and
sadly unfortunately, many people don’t know the difference. Who knows, maybe they don’t know what they’re doing. I get it. I’m “weird”. I’m “crazy” and a “fool” but that’s not a mental illness. I act like this because I have so much confidence and awareness of myself that I don’t care about being seen as foolish or idiotic because I’m having fun.
At this point, what’s the point of having the word sad, if you are feeling “depressed” for an hour or day? Depression is for a period of time, longer than some show marathon going on leading to the grand finale, longer than school hours, I hate how people limit their vocabulary using the opposite of ideal word choice. What’s the point of using the word clean or neat to describe a person who likes a clean car, but now has “OCD”? You aren’t bipolar because your feelings change. Eating disorders aren’t glamorous. That’s not depression, the epidemic of self diagnosis is wrong. That’s not OCD, the epidemic of self diagnosis isn’t good for your health. People will get so wrapped into “curing” themselves from a disease all because they have ONE of the symptoms. I would say that all of these things are normal, things change, people change, you get sad, you like to be orderly, don’t proclaim something that is not yours like some prize.
Mental illnesses are not hashtags. They are not black and white photos of scarred wrists or sad quotes about loneliness. People die from these diseases each day and yet kids like you and I sit behind their device and glorify them for the purpose of “aesthetic”. I’m tired of seeing Tumblr blogs and tweets about these illnesses making them look attractive. Mental illness shouldn’t be a some kind of sick fetish.
However, if you decide to speak out on your mental illness, this is worth a celebration. Im not talking about the real people who are so brave who choose to speak about it on whatever platform possible. This is for the people that are fake, those who a romantizing these mental illnesses. For the people behind the screens, you need love and excitement more than reblogs and likes. This is kind of jumpy but that’s because I just wrote all of this, like in half an hour.
So, Part 2 soon!
* I do not have a mental illness, this rant was brought to you by the stirred words the internet gave me after being online for 30 minutes
L8r dudes 🙂