Due to the normally freakishly accurate algorithm YouTube uses to tell me what video they think I would be interested in watching next, and to my nihilism, last Tuesday night I found myself watching a video titled something along the lines of “Depression Isn’t Real” Further watching within the same channel revealed videos titled “Why Fat-shaming isn’t Real” and ” Dear Black People” , so that’s reassuring. Instead of rolling my eyes and moving on to some nice cheerful porn, I got angry. So rant ahead.
The lady in this video claims that depression is simply being sad, and people claiming to be depressed just need to cheer up, get over it and move on with their lives. Sadly this is not a unique viewpoint, its common in religious groups, Big Pharma conspiracy nuts, and people who struggle to see anything from outside their own experience.
The fact that these people seem to be unable or unwilling to understand is that there is a difference between being sad due to an event or situation and being depressed because your brain sucks at being a brain.

For example, I am currently sad due to being unable to bugger off for an overseas trip until November. This leads me to longingly flip through my passport, and rereading flight booking information, and moping around. I suffer from clinical depression because my brain has a malfunction to do with the secretion and absorbing of serotonin. When not sufficiently medicated, this leads to me feeling worthless, having anxiety and insomnia, generally being miserable to be around, and on one memorable occasion, a strong desire to drive a perfectly decent car off a perfectly good road and into a healthy native tree at 100 kph. Spot the difference?
Not the video in question, just an excellent example of how this shit stews inside you.
The YouTuber in question seems to just try being as obnoxious and as offensive as possible, trying to upset reasonable people and delight trolls. She also disables comments on her videos, which to me is the YouTube equivalent of farting in an elevator just before you step into men’s accessories.
I’ll keep taking my green and pink pills, and do my best to ignore ignorant arseholes.
