Sunday, October 6, 2013

Self-Diagnosis and a Soap Box


Thanks to my Abnormal Psychology class, I have recently learned that I have approximately half of the disorders listed in the DSM-5. For those of you who may not know, abnormal psychology deals with explaining all mental health disorders and the DSM-5 is where you go to diagnose someone with one of these disorders. Many people who go through medical school experience a similar feeling where they believe they have all of the diseases they study so in depth. Most notably, I’ve learned that I am a hoarder and I am delusional.
            First, the realization that I am a hoarder came to me whilst watching an episode of TLC’s “Hoarders” one day in class. On this day in particular, my room was especially messy and I was a tad stressed. By “a tad stressed” I mean I had 3 tests that week and I hadn’t sleep more than 8 collective hours in the past two days. Hoarders keep excessive amounts of useless things, have emotional attachments to these useless things, and eventually have to create pathways through the junk to get around their house. While watching this show, I tried to estimate how many useless coupons I had floating around my room. Most were expired and the rest were for things I have never used in my life, such as oven cleaner (I don’t have an oven) and cat litter (I hate cats). Many had tried to convince me to get rid of these coupons, but I refused for some unknown reason. Also, that morning, in order to get to class, I had to do something resembling parkour to get out of my room. Add all this up and you will surely come to the same conclusion I did- I am a hoarder. Someone should call TLC.
            My second revelation came to me while my professor was defining Delusional disorder for the class. When I was 11, I cried on my birthday because I realized my Hogwarts letter did not come and I had to accept once and for all that Harry Potter was not real. If that's not delusional, I don’t know what is. An example she gave of the delusions of someone with this disorder was the belief in the end of the world because of the Mayan Calendar. In my mind, my delusion and the Mayan one are on the same level of strange. The fact that my delusions stopped there and were limited to that specific incident is irrelevant. I have Delusional disorder and that’s all there is to it.
            While this may be a little dramatic, I actually have found a large amount of common occurrences in the diagnosing criteria of many of the diseases we’ve studied in class. Personally, though, I find that fact comforting rather than alarming. Many people are seriously misinformed about mental health and mental disorders. Just because someone has a mental disorder does not make him or her inhuman or alien. If you ask me, no one is perfectly mentally healthy and everyone needs help at some point in his or her life. I am well aware of the fact that I am not actually a hoarder or delusional, but if I were, I would still be a person. I feel like a lot of people put such an impenetrable stigma on mental illness that they forget that sometimes. My abnormal psychology class has taught me that everyone is mentally ill at some point, be it in a big or small way, and that’s perfectly fine. Being a psychology major, I believe passionately in the power of therapy and the field as a whole. While I know not everyone will share that passion, I hope one day everyone will de-stigmatize mental illness and strive to understand what that means. 

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