Whose language is it?

Language helped me understand my feelings.  Language put a label on 
why I lost my civil rights.  Language shamed me as I became an 
advocate.  I want to use language to re-describe the first thoughts 
about people who cope with mood swings, fear, voices and 
visions.  I'm intrigued by who is impacted by what, who succumbs, who 
recovers, who is transformed.

Most of the language used around medical conditions is negative, 
pointing to deficits.  Words around cognition seem even worse to 
me.  Treatment-resistant depression, even though modifying 
depression, not the bearer of that melancholy, seems to me blaming, 
to be pointing not at the flaws in treatment but the flaws of the 
individual.  Non-compliance certainly points at the individual, 
sidesteps that the rule to be followed might itself be harmful.  My 
melancholy persists beyond all attempts to fault it or fault me.  It 
is willful, adamant, stubborn.  It persists beyond attempts to talk 
it away, to chemically or electrically subdue it.  It persists even 
beyond attempts to kill the host.  I call it resilient depression.


Sylvia




"People Who experience mood swings, fear, voices and visions"