Here’s something that’s been going through my mind that is completely freaky and practically redefines life, people and the world in general:
In my journey through debilitating, chronic anxiety, I came to see that reality is not what defines our perception of the world. It is our brain. What I mean by that, is that when I would have a severe anxiety attack, the entire world looks gray and dark. Things seem hopeless and things become a huge mix-up in my head. Walking down the street actually looks and feels different. In my research during this period, I’ve come to learn that people with emotional or psychological disturbances such as anxiety, depression, etc. have extra activity in the part of the brain that perceives the world. This part of the brain, in their case, overmagnifies different aspects of life. For example, a depressed person’s brain overmagnifies the negative aspects of life and the future, and a person with anxiety overmagnifies the likelihood of negative outcomes. This overmagnification in the brain actually affects the way that person sees life and the world around them.
For example, each day is a new beginning, a fresh start, and a chance to do things anew. While a person who is not depressed will see a new, bright, sunny day, a depressed person will see the exact same day as a gray, dreary day when they would rather stay in bed, because what’s the point? Life sucks anyway. A person with anxiety will see the same day as an anxiety- and worry-filled day where so much is or can go wrong. And if so much can and will likely go wrong, then what’s the point? So now when I see someone in the street, I have no idea how that person is seeing what I’m seeing. We may be standing on a street corner and I may see one thing, but the other person could be seeing it brighter or drearier than I am.
Another reality check is that while going through anxiety, one of the frustrating things was seeing people walking calmly up and down the street while I am all amped up, keyed up, and emotionally chaotic. And that made me feel as though the entire world is living it up happily while I am suffering emotionally.
But then I realized two things:
1) As emotionally chaotic as I felt at the time, I was careful to walk in the street with my head held high while maintaining my composure. People I would come across in the street would have no clue about what was going on internally. This made me realize that just like I am walking around like a happy-go-lucky person while my insides are being run through a meat grinder, who knows who else is doing the exact same thing, and I don’t have a clue because they are hiding it as well as I am?
2) A news report came out a few days ago which stated that 1 in 10 adults are on antidepressants as are 1 in 25 adolescents. Worse yet, this number, they said, only reflects one-third of the people who should be on antidepressants based on the symptoms they reported. That being so, as happy as others may look, 1 in 10 – and perhaps even more – are taking medications to deal with depression or anxiety.
This is not to say that I take any comfort whatsoever in the fact that others suffer too. In fact, that makes me more sad and anxious at times. All I’m saying is that it’s a reality check, that things are not as they appear. I realize now that it’s not that everyone’s happy and I’m the only one in emotional distress; it’s more likely that everyone is dealing with something, and I’m possibly one of those who choose to tackle the issue without medication or therapy – the long-short way.
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