There
really is a huge difference between how men and women are perceived in society,
when it comes to mental health. It gets me so angry. Why are we treated
differently? If a man has a bad day, he must be overworked and so stressed, but
if a woman has a bad day, she just can’t handle the pressure.
If a man announces that he gets overwhelmed by loud noises, be it violent
arguments, neighbours having a huge, loud party or fireworks going off at New
Year, he is given sympathy and told that he is brave for talking about this and
letting people know. People respect the guts that it took to admit that he is
struggling. If a woman speaks of the same thing, she is told to grow up, stop
being so childish and to get her act together. People console the male, but say
to the female that she makes them uncomfortable, because she’s acting like a
baby.
If a man is suicidal, people sympathise with his struggles. They assume that he
must have been going through a lot, and people wish they could have done more
for him. If a woman is suicidal, people assume she is weak and pathetic and
can’t cope with life. No one wants to be there for her, nor do they think they
should help her, because she is being childish.
These are just my experiences, but it gets me so angry. I have known the same
individual react to me and a male (who are both on the autism spectrum and
suffer with depression) in two polar opposite ways. It isn’t fair. If I was a
man, you would be by my side, helping and supporting me, but because I’m a
woman, you told me to, “F*** off.”
I
saw a therapist, back in March 2019, and he told me that he thinks a lot of me
getting upset will go away (minus being overwhelmed by loud noises, from my
Asperger’s) once I find someone who is willing to take a chance on me, and let
me live with them, and it just be me and them. No family or friends living with
us. No lodgers or housemates. He said, I should probably cut out, maybe not
completely, but significantly limit my contact with my family for the first
four to six months, and by then, I should notice a significant difference and
almost all of the bad things are likely to go away. He said any other
arrangement would hinder my mental health, not help it. He also said that it
needed to happen sooner, rather than later, because my emotions don’t work the
same as the average person’s and if I’m surrounded by too much negativity, my
brain could forget how to produce the hormone that creates positivity and once
it is gone, even medication can’t bring it back. This therapist said that my
emotional instability is completely circumstantial and solely derives from my
home life. He told me the only way to fix it. There’s just one problem. That
was four years ago. I’m getting too old. Some days, I can’t feel positive
emotions, no matter how hard I focus and set my mind to it. I still can feel
them, but if I don’t find someone soon, who is willing to take a chance on me,
it will be too late for me to even try at all. Then everyone will just say that
I’m too weak and pathetic, because I’m female, but I was never given a chance
to help myself.
- Josie -
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