chronicillnesscat: [Image: 6-piece blue colored background with a Siamese cat.Text reads:  Mental illnesses interfere with academic performance - “You have to take personal responsibility”] Having to deal with depression and anxiety is hard enough. I don’t need people telling me I need to “man up”, or that I need to try harder, or that I’m just trying to “cop out” of personal responsibility.
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chronicillnesscat:

[Image: 6-piece blue colored background with a Siamese cat.Text reads:  Mental illnesses interfere with academic performance - “You have to take personal responsibility”]

Having to deal with depression and anxiety is hard enough. I don’t need people telling me I need to “man up”, or that I need to try harder, or that I’m just trying to “cop out” of personal responsibility.

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chronicillnesscat: [Image: 6-piece blue colored background with a Siamese cat.Text reads: “So, what do you do?” Please god anything but this question] I know people are just trying to get to know you, which is why it’s so hard to dodge this extremely simple conversation starter. But being asked “Where do you work?” or “Where do you go to school?” when you can’t do either leaves you kind of stumbling for an answer, especially if your illness(es) are completely invisible. It’s so hard to explain and really kind of a mood killer, plus who wants to share their health information with a stranger, even a friendly one? Of course, that could just be the “oh my god they’re judging me” anxiety acting up every time I hear it…
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chronicillnesscat:

[Image: 6-piece blue colored background with a Siamese cat.Text reads: “So, what do you do?” Please god anything but this question]

I know people are just trying to get to know you, which is why it’s so hard to dodge this extremely simple conversation starter. But being asked “Where do you work?” or “Where do you go to school?” when you can’t do either leaves you kind of stumbling for an answer, especially if your illness(es) are completely invisible. It’s so hard to explain and really kind of a mood killer, plus who wants to share their health information with a stranger, even a friendly one? Of course, that could just be the “oh my god they’re judging me” anxiety acting up every time I hear it…