Monday, March 15, 2010

Stop talking about it

We've all heard about "Self-Fulfilling prophecies", the idea that the more you talk about something the likelier it is to happen.

In fact, a lot of our vocabulary has changed in the past 20 or so years in order to perceive things more positively. We talk about mental "health" instead of mental "illness", "health centres" as opposed to "hospitals", and "challenges" have replaced "problems".

When used in the context of making things seem less difficult, I find this to be fine.

Where I have a harder time though is those situations for which we choose to keep negative vocabulary because we simply do not want to put a positive spin on something.

The main one is the word "stigma" when reference to mental (interestingly enough here we say) "illness".

The biggest irony is that practically everyone would agree that the stigma of mental illness is negative, and something we need to eliminate. If that's the case, why do we keep referring to it?

My "theory" is that we (as a society, perhaps even as a species) are so fearful of mental illness (especially in men because the idea of the "hunter / gatherer / provider" not being able to function is absolutely inconceivable), that we continue to refer to a "stigma"; that way we don't have to address it.

By continuing to call mentall illness "stigmatized", we re-inforce the stigma!!!

Are we willing to talk about mental illness the same way we do diabetes, cancer, and heart disease?

Do we have the courage to face mental illness, admit that it can cripple (or is it "challenge") any one of us, and that just like many other diseases, it does not discriminate on age, gender, race, or anything else?

1 comment:

Unknown said...

It's quite easy to agree with you on this Greg, in fact it's very noticeable that a woman is given sympathy in loads if she is depressed and for a man it seems as if 'get over it' is still, in this day and age, the norm. There are many young men returning from war and some are being counselled by a friend of mine and he posted on his fb site, about one young boy coming in with his Mother to the Support Group for the first time and it was so moving to read, but the futility of the exercise is what came through to me. I still enjoy your blog and am always so full of admiration for you!