• Mike D.@lemm.ee
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    When I was young I recall visiting my aunt in a mental institution many times. I was told she had a nervous breakdown but it wasn’t discussed beyond that.

    When Reagan closed all the mental institutions she bounced around boarding houses. The first ones were terrible. Later ones were much, much better.

    When I was older I found we took the same meds.

    Discussion of mental illness is still avoided in my family.

    • transMexicanCRTcowfart@lemmy.world
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      This wasn’t my case, my parents were very well adjusted for the most part but it did happen to a former partner. It was usually accompanied by a deep silence and denial. Hope it gradually gets more normalized to at least talk about it; even if therapeutic alternatives may not be available, having support from friends and family is a huge improvement.

  • IninewCrow@lemmy.ca
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    You grow up looking up to all the adults in your life for guidance, support and direction. Only to learn once you grow up for a few decades that most people in the world don’t have a clue as to how to guide, support or give direction to anyone including themselves.

    • Clinicallydepressedpoochie@lemmy.worldOP
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      It’s sad that there are millions of children right now that simply have to look to who their parents voted for to see how deeply flaw the beliefs they were taught are.

      I hope the youths of tomorrow don’t form a garage band. I hope they form militias.

  • Today@lemmy.world
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    I mentioned that i had concerns about myself when i was about 12. It wasn’t dismissed, but it was clear that attempting to address it at that time would be too difficult. I keep it put away as much as i can, only mentioning the intrusive thoughts when i can play it as a joke - not sure if that feels better or worse. After 40 years, I’m finally beginning to recognize the tendency towards self sabotage but still struggle with not giving in to it.