All my life people have suggested I act a certain way. Their way. They said I needed an attitude adjustment or I needed to act more feminine, wear my hair a certain way, and so on. I tried. For a few years when I first started working as a secretary, I bought the suits, wore the makeup and curled the hair. Hell, I even wore nail polish. And people still wanted to change me.
I’m not butch, although I love to joke that I am, but I am tomboyish and wear clothes that reflect that. I love raunchy jokes, even in the office, and have no filter when it comes to trying to make someone laugh. But that’s just to cover up the real problem, depression.
Did you know that depression in the United States affects over 18 million adults (one in ten) in any given year. Is the leading cause of disability for ages 15-44. Is the primary reason why someone dies of suicide about every 12 minutes. – over 41,000 people a year. I miss Robin Williams.
Don’t worry. I recognize my depression for what it is. I write about it in my novels, I talk about it with my friends, and I seek help when it gets to bad. And I encourage you to ask for help as well if needed.
Shirley MacLaine’s famous line in Steel Magnolias describes me best. I’m not crazy. I’ve just been in a very bad mood for 40 years.
Learn the facts: https://www.hopefordepression.org/depression-facts/