I felt less than human.
"Startled, I hesitantly pointed to each medicine, answering, ‘That one is for depression, that one is for anxiety, and those are for psychotic features.’ He scoffed. ‘Psychotic features? What’s the problem? What’s wrong with you?’ He was getting louder at that point, and his wording and tone took me by surprise, so it was taking me a moment to answer. Apparently this frustrated him, so he shouted closer to my face than I was comfortable with, ‘What’s the diagnosis?’ Ashamed and horrified at that point, knowing other people could hear him, I looked down at my lap, tears in my eyes and my cheeks burning with embarrassment, and whispered, ‘Schizophrenia.’ The doctor didn’t say another word and left the room.
"To this day, thinking about this brings tears to my eyes and a fist of rage into my chest. I can still feel the ugly, horrible shame I felt that day. I felt less than human under that doctor’s gaze. This is why I’m so open about my mental health (and mental illness in general) now. Because awareness is how stigma ends. I should never have to feel ashamed like that again. Ever. And neither should anyone else.”
— Monica M.
'It is not a good look for the department.'
— Kirstie O.
My old boss went through my purse.
— Alyse W.
I was ‘too depressing to be around.’
— Kelsey M.
They never asked me how I was.
— Deb B.
I ended up having to drop the class.
"Last semester, I had several professors do this. One even went so far as to flat out deny my accommodations and when pressured, admitted to the department chair they didn’t like people who have accommodations because it meant they had to follow someone else’s rules (i.e. student disability services). The head of student disability services had to contact the professor and force them to follow my accommodations, but I ended up having to drop the class due to the sheer number of panic attacks that were landing me in the hospital weekly.”
— Ashley D.
‘I’m uncomfortable living with someone who is mentally ill.'
— Kahla D.
'I think you need new meds.'
— Jennifer L.
I would never work if I was not feeling well.
— Sophie E.
They told me I’m ‘crazy.’
— Ash B.
‘Watch out, she might bring a gun in.'
— Lish O.
I was called a ‘coward.’
— Sil E.
They accuse me of being a monster.
— Ayu S.
They thought they could ‘catch’ bipolar disorder from me.
I had to get a letter from my therapist saying I was stable.
— Laura S.
He has been stable for a year and we keep getting denied.
— Kayla M.