It’s a bit unfair to compare something life threatening to something not immediately life threatening.
Also, psychiatric care is really just a nice way of saying, “mind-altering drugs”.
Not life threatening? You’ve clearly never experienced or known someone with a severe mental illness. Up to 90% of people who commit suicide have a mental illness.
Eating disorders, mood disorders, anxiety and self harm have many life threatening effects on the body, e.g. malnutrition, gastrointestinal complications, increased risk of cardiovascular disease, risk of wounds becoming infected, nerve damage. People struggling to get the mental health care they need find themselves in ER’s, jail cells and psychiatric hospitals for their immediate safety.
The risk of this can be minimised with proper treatment, which can consist of medication but also includes psychotherapy, occupational and social work, emergency care and other treatments as appropriate for each patient.
Kidney patients can be kept alive on dialysis for years while awaiting a transplant.
Also, your “mind-altering drugs”? These are part of why I can go to school, have an internship, maintain friendships, and be a reasonably responsible family member. Meds are a complement to therapy and make it work better. Honestly, if I were not taking prescribed medication, I would probably be taking some “mind-altering drugs” that had worse side effects than dry mouth.
Mental illness is in part both caused and reflected by physical/chemical disturbances in the brain. In physical illness, medication is often used to aleviate symptoms or address causes. Psychotropic drugs do the same thing. They are a medical response to a medical problem.
People need to stop thinking mental illness isn’t serious
They also need to stop thinking psychiatric drugs are all useless.
Bolded for A+ commentary, this bullshit that physical medical issues are more valid than psychological medical issues needs to end now.
Also, depression raises the risk or osteoporosis, making even young adults exponentially more likely to get osteoporosis BECAUSE IT LITERALLY LOWERS YOUR BONE MASS.
Can we please stop acting like mental illness isn’t serious?
Can we please stop acting like mental illness is less valid than physical illness?
CAN WE PLEASE STOP ACTING LIKE MENTAL ILLNESS DOESN’T CAUSE DEATH AND SERIOUS PHYSICAL COMPLICATIONS?
CAN WE PLEASE STOP ACTING LIKE MENTAL ILLNESS IS ONLY IN THE BRAIN EVEN THOUGH IT SHOWS UP IN THE BODY?
CAN WE PLEASE STOP ACTING LIKE MENTAL ILLNESS DOESN’T REQUIRE TREATMENT?
CAN WE PLEASE JUST RECOGNIZE THAT MENTAL ILLNESS IS VERY REAL, AND SERIOUS, THAT NEEDS TREATMENT TO GET BETTER… AND STOP ACTING LIKE IT’S A COP-OUT (BECAUSE IT’S NOT).
Society literally pushes people to AVOID treatment (and use it only as a last resort), while we stress early intervention for physical illnesses - and then tells people they’re weak because it got worse because they didn’t seek treatment - even though all of science has proven it exists an REQUIRES TREATMENT TO GET BETTER.
All you people who think it’s not serious, who think it doesn’t need treatment, who think that therapy and medication are unnecessary… need to go do some damned research because your ignorance is an astounding example of societal BRAINWASHING.
Hi, I’m one of those “not life threatening” mental disorder having on “mind altering drugs.”
Before I got on these mind-altering drugs I wanted to die. I didn’t want to commit suicide, I just wanted to go away. Die. Disappear. Didn’t care. I was dying only it was all inside and nobody could see it and it wasn’t like a major organ was failing, only my brain and my heart.
And these mind-altering drugs have been so much help, but also so much hurt. The first ones I was on made me lethargic, I had exactly enough energy to go to work every day, to get home and sleep the rest of the day/night.
The next drug made everything worse. I could feel my skin crawl where I wanted to slice it through. Every low bar was somewhere to hang a noose, every rope was the noose to hang. All my body wanted to do was hurt and die. The thoughts consumed me, I couldn’t think of anything but my death. I avoided driving over bridges because I was scared I wouldn’t be able to control myself. Hell, I almost stopped driving altogether unless it was somewhere that had an exact time+destination. There were a few times I actually lost control over myself, to wake up with literal blood on my hands and having no recollection of even picking up a knife.
So now I’m on a third drug, and guess what? I don’t want to die. I have motivation, I have energy, I have control over myself. I have no desire to hurt myself, and I care about how my actions effect others.
Without these mind-altering drugs I don’t know if I would be here right now. It’s amazing how many ways to kill yourself you’re surrounded with every day, and how depression can cause you to become very creative in ways to hurt yourself (both physically and mentally).
So for people who don’t feel depression is as important as other illnesses, you clearly have been lucky enough to avoid depression. It kills you from the inside, to a point where the only option you feel you have is to kill yourself on the outside.
I’m alive right now, able to be awake at 10:06pm with no new self-harm scars, because my doctor understands that mental illness is not a joke or a game, and who is with me every step of the way. I am lucky in that respect, not everyone else is that lucky, but I want to live in a world where they are.