Dysthymia also goes by the name ‘neurotic depression’. No clue why I didn’t know that; I’m a little shamed of myself. But neurotic depression sounds far more exciting/frightening to me! I like it. I like it a lot. I don’t think I’ll actually switch terms, but I get a perverse sort of joy from knowing I have ‘neurotic depression’.
I know it’s not for everyone, having such a flippant attitude towards their mental health, but I figure ‘hey, why not have some fun with it?!’. I choose to embrace my madness. It doesn’t make me any better or worse than anybody else; there are a lot of other people out there with their own issues. It doesn’t make me weird. It doesn’t ruin my life (hmmm…although I could argue this one a bit). I just makes me ‘me’! 🙂
What about you? Are you like me, and just take your problems and run with them with a smile on your face (or at least some psychotic laughter)?