That is what I said to my new therapist when she diagnosed me with dysthymia rather than major depressive disorder. I’m not the mayo clinic so I will just sum up by saying Dysthymia is a chronic depression as opposed to major depression which I guess is short lived. The ugly word is Greek and means ill tempered or some shit which explains my innate glass-is-half-empty-and-has-a-dangerous-chip attitude.
A prozac nation we are, but I was definitely born sad. I was doomed from conception if you check out my gene pool and Dysthymia does have hereditary roots, so……here I am: a girl with EVERY SYMPTOM. My inability to enjoy things that a “normal” person deems positive is one of the annoying qualities of this disease/disorder/plague. Wait: is QUALITY the right word to use when describing a dreadful symptom? ANYWAY:
Here it is summed up:
I am a TERRIBLE decision maker and my lack of energy and ability to sleep till I’m dead make me very gloomy. Kinda like this lovable fella:
Eeyore got me thinking: I believe there are a few other characters in cartoon land that have an undiagnosed case of dysthymia. Snuffleupagus is a puppet (or muppet….what the hell is the difference? Jim Henson??) but I’m pretty sure the dude’s depressed. It might be due to vision impairment caused by those enormous eyelashes, but regardless, he seems pretty down…
The classic case though, the most obvious is Charlie Brown. And he’s got it bad.
He HAS to be desperate to continue seeking help from this crackpot:
Oh My God: We even WRITE the same, Charlie and I:
Speaking of Charlie’s dysfunctional relationship with Lucy, it is glaringly clear that we share codependancy issues as well. Why else would he KEEP letting her rip that ball from beneath his foot?!?
Lucy is OBVIOUSLY the “punishment and other attempt to control” partner and Charlie is the “Rescues & tries to fix, bail out, care-take” partner…
Well then, there you have it: my new label: Dysthymia. Who knew? Since it often occurs pre-birth or in childhood at least those of us with the damn thing had some friggin…..role models growing up. Wait: is ROLE MODEL the right term to choose for depressed cartoon/p(m)uppets? Maybe SUPPORTERS is a better word. I don’t know. All I do know is this:
1. Eeyore needs to seek medical attention first because getting the tack out of his ass might be all he needs to cure his depression.
2. Snuffleupagus DEFINITELY needs an eyelash curler and some heavy duty mascara, but that’s it: trimming those puppies would be a sin.
3. Charlie Brown needs to find a new therapist, give up football, STOP chasing the little redheaded girl because she is JUST NOT THAT INTO HIM, and he needs to find new ways to be hopeful.
And 4. I need one of these:
Yes. One of these would make me a bit less depressed because my tired, energyless, two baby totin’ momnesia-havin’ ass would not have to walk as far and would ALSO not keep losing my vehicle. 🙂
I wonder if I’m the only person that has noted mental illnesses in cartoon characters…. <–that was the “LEAVE ME A COMMENT” cue/hint (qwuint?)