Paradise, Mount Rainier by Lazgrapher
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Transcript:
Person in scrubs: This was a conversation I had while working at a retail pharmacy.
Person in scrubs: Hi maāam, how can I help you today?
Customer: [rude, sounding bored] I need to refill my birth control.
Scrubs: Sure, let me check on that. Hm, it looks like youāre a little early. Did the doctor change the way youāre taking it?
Customer: [snidely] No, he told me exactly how to take it and thatās exactly how Iām taking it.
Scrubs: Okay, why donāt you tell me how youāre taking it, and Iāll make sure we wrote the correct directions the first time.
Customer: [rudely] I take one every morning at 8 AM, and so does my boyfriend.
Scrubs: [long pause, blinking] What?
I am shrieking with laughter but only because if I donāt laugh I will burst into tears.Ā
My brother was diagnosed with depression years before I was, and because of that he started therapy years before I did.
I still remember when I was a young teen and he was playing a Nirvana song and he stopped it at this one line: āI miss the comfort of being sadā
He told me that when you start to get better, thereās a part of you that misses being sad and that if you start feeling that way you have to be extra extra aware and careful because if you indulge the feeling youāll go down a self-destructive spiral
And even though that was years and years ago, I think about it all the time. Especially when Iām reading discourse on the idea of getting so attached to mental illness as an identity that you donāt want to improve things because you feel safe in it and donāt know who you are without it
I always think of that line āI miss the comfort of being sadā and my brotherās warning