i heard someone say on a podcast i was listening to that depression isn’t a casserole illness. when you tell someone you have cancer or you’ve broken your leg, people immediately want to help and would bring over a casserole.
but when you tell people, or should i say IF you tell people that you have depression, no one brings over a casserole. no one says anything. no one knows what to say because it is still so taboo to have something “wrong” with your brain.
i find this to be awful and wish that the stigma would continue to fade away. not everyone can just fall into line, get the perfect job, find the perfect person and have the perfect 2.5 kids with the perfect house. some of us question this thing we call life and struggle with things others find so easy.
here’s hoping that the future looks better than the past.