There are many diseases out there that affect how we interpret ourselves and our surroundings, most of which have symptoms that only live in the mind, therefore there is no physical emodiment of the illness. Due to the fact that the mind is so intricate and our understanding of it varies from person to person, it is not difficult to misinterpret or misdiagnose the issue of the brain.
Seven months ago, I was diagnosed with a life-changing illness. No one can tell just by looking at me. No one can tell simply by talking to me. The only way another human being would know about my disorder is if I say it out loud. Unfortunately, this disorder is extremely misunderstood, wrongfully diagnosed, and often overlooked. For years, it was considered a mental illness due to the lack of diagnostic proof available. Many people still believe this, including some doctors. I was lucky enough to be under the care of a physician that took my symptoms seriously. He listened to my concerns and addressed each one to the best of his ability -- his name is Dr. Matthew B. Presson.
Obsessive Compulsive Disorder is otherwise known as OCD. Is a debilitating mental illness that affects 1 out of 5 people. It is characterized by Intrusive thoughts and compulsive behaviors that are very hard to deal with. the intrusive thoughts are often terrifying for the suffer to experience because the intrusive thoughts cause high levels of anxiety. People with OCD have to perform rituals and compulsions in order to temporarily stop the anxiety. it's something terrible to experience and something that no one should ever have to go through yet tons of people around the world experience this mental illness.
I’ve searched for days, years even and there’s still no sign of an on and off switch. There is no big, red easy button than I can push or curtain I can pull to the side to “let the light in”. However, I have met quite a few people throughout my life who say that it’s much simpler than that. According to them, depression is a selfish, trivial thing that can be turned off instantly. Saying “just get over it” as if it’s something that can be easily adjusted based on the situation and that is not true.
This movie, or rather M.Night Shyamalan, made one giant mistake in regards to using D.I.D. as a way for his character to have a "super power" and to be a complex villain.
I find myself in a situation unusual to most people. Though I am sure some can relate and would like to offer my experiences as I go through this process. I was diagnosed early on with C-PTSD due to childhood trauma. That being said I have become aware that there are symptoms my psychiatrist was not made aware of in the past. As such I am now scheduled for a new appointment to re-evaluate my diagnosis. It scares me that many are not aware or accepting of the diagnosis I may receive. Doing much research on dissociation and PTSD, I find myself more aware of the memory loss I have experienced in the past that I did my best to ignore over the years. I can no longer ignore that as it is now a daily thing due to the stresses of daily life.
"I am not altogether pessimistic about neurosis. In many ways we have to say, “Thank heaven he could make up his mind to be neurotic.” Neurosis is really an attempt at self cure…It is an attempt of the self regulating psychic system to restore the balance, in no way different from the function of dreams — only more forceful and drastic.” Carl Jung — The Tavistock Lectures
I have had an obsessive, compulsive brain for a while now. Getting lightly teased at Secondary school on account of my 'quirky' neatness (unfortunately this compulsion only pops up when I am extremely stressed and I rather fall more into the hoarder category when it comes to mess). People would harmlessly move parts of my nicely organised desk, a pencil, pen, ruler, rubber - any piece of stationary would do. This was when I was alerted to my particular type of disordered behaviour, when really its roots were darker and deeper and far more cemented than I realised.
T.B.I. is short for Traumatic Brain Injury. Most are under the impression that only those who have served their country get these injuries. However this is far from true. I am 35 and never served. Yet I live with this invisible illness daily. I am writing this to inform and help others like myself understand this injury and also help their loved ones. Having a T.B.I can have a big impact on loved ones, especially significant others.