Psychological Profile

What are you?

  • ADD

    Votes: 7 14.3%
  • Bipolar

    Votes: 6 12.2%
  • Depression

    Votes: 21 42.9%
  • dyslexic/learning disabled

    Votes: 4 8.2%
  • Hopelessly Normal

    Votes: 15 30.6%
  • Obsessive/Compulsive

    Votes: 8 16.3%
  • Schizophrenic

    Votes: 2 4.1%
  • Social anxiety disorder

    Votes: 9 18.4%
  • Schozophrenic

    Votes: 1 2.0%
  • Other

    Votes: 14 28.6%

  • Total voters
    49
only once diagnosed as manic depressive when i was a teenager and i firmly believe the crackpot psychoanalyst did it because i wouldnt talk with her...
dig, if you will the picture:
she was 400lbs if not more... had breakout of some kind of boil infestation on her face... had to wear shoes three times the size of her foot because they were so damn bloated...

there i sat, totally grossed out by this...jaba...this woman who embodied everything that scared the shit out of me....how could i confess the reason why i was sad to this 'thing' who was not only a physical anathema to me but mean to boot!?!
so, she tidily told my mother that i was manic... took the check and was lifted from the building with a crane. that was that. i never did see anyone for depression or anything else for that matter...
though i do believe that i have OCD tendancies and depressive issues from time to time, they do not hamper my ability to live life. so, i suppose this makes me somewhat...normal
 
vella_ms said:
only once diagnosed as manic depressive when i was a teenager and i firmly believe the crackpot psychoanalyst did it because i wouldnt talk with her...
dig, if you will the picture:
she was 400lbs if not more... had breakout of some kind of boil infestation on her face... had to wear shoes three times the size of her foot because they were so damn bloated...

there i sat, totally grossed out by this...jaba...this woman who embodied everything that scared the shit out of me....how could i confess the reason why i was sad to this 'thing' who was not only a physical anathema to me but mean to boot!?!
so, she tidily told my mother that i was manic... took the check and was lifted from the building with a crane. that was that. i never did see anyone for depression or anything else for that matter...
though i do believe that i have OCD tendancies and depressive issues from time to time, they do not hamper my ability to live life. so, i suppose this makes me somewhat...normal
This paints a image of a Terry Gilliam or perhaps Tim Burton type scene in my mind. I can see it clearly, tragically hilarious.

I dated a psychologist once, and she freely admitted to me that everyone that goes into that field is messed up in some way (psychologically), and that not all of them are aware of it.
 
Q: are you positive or negative about your psychological challenges?

Q: have you been diagnosed (as opposed to a self-diagnosis)?

But otherwise, I'm 'other' - I need to get out more :D
 
Op_Cit said:
This paints a image of a Terry Gilliam or perhaps Tim Burton type scene in my mind. I can see it clearly, tragically hilarious.

I dated a psychologist once, and she freely admitted to me that everyone that goes into that field is messed up in some way (psychologically), and that not all of them are aware of it.
ok... now that you've said this, i can only picture it as a Tim Burton flick in my head...you couldn't have gotten closer to the truth...

i am a firm believer that most psychoanalyst's are close to their pt.'s (if they ever are) because they can relate in some fashion. my brother in law is a psych nurse and his pts love him... he is a mental odd ball and it scares me that i can connect on that level with him.

after being attacked by a psych pt. in the E.R. i swore i would never deal with them again. its too easy to misunderstand them... to easy to be drawn into the web of oddity...too easy to feel compassion and i can not dissociate...for me.
 
vella_ms said:
ok... now that you've said this, i can only picture it as a Tim Burton flick in my head...you couldn't have gotten closer to the truth...
Yeah, but the boil on the face is pure Gilliam.
 
Other - just a moody bastard.

All depends on when the last time I had sex.....or a peanut butter and banana sandwich.
 
vella_ms said:
there i sat, totally grossed out by this...jaba...this woman who embodied everything that scared the shit out of me....how could i confess the reason why i was sad to this 'thing' who was not only a physical anathema to me but mean to boot!?!

First time I saw a shrink was freshman year in HS when I was what? like 13 or 14 years old? I'd suddenly started failing all my classes so they lined me up with a psychologist.

The guy was late middle aged, also terribly overweight, with thick coke-bottle glasses and a habit of spitting when he talked. As soon as he got the details of my name and age and all that out of the way, he leaned over his desk at me and eagerly asked, "Now, how often do you massssssturbate?"

That was it for me.
 
dr_mabeuse said:
As soon as he got the details of my name and age and all that out of the way, he leaned over his desk at me and eagerly asked, "Now, how often do you massssssturbate?"

My Preciousssssssssssssss.
 
Looking at the poll results so far, it looks like we depressives could really take this thing.

But really, who the fuck cares? What's the use anyhow?
 
dr_mabeuse said:
Looking at the poll results so far, it looks like we depressives could really take this thing.

But really, who the fuck cares? What's the use anyhow?
I almost cried when I saw that but I got angry instead and then forgot why I was feeling either one.
 
dr_mabeuse said:
Looking at the poll results so far, it looks like we depressives could really take this thing.

But really, who the fuck cares? What's the use anyhow?

Any opinions on whether or not it makes for better/deeper/stronger art?
 
Huckleman2000 said:
I hesitate to write this, because I can see no way that it isn't going to come across somehow wrong.

There has long been a sort of romanticization of neuroticism amongst the literati, to string together a few pretensions. From comedians and playwrights centered around New York in the 60s and beyond, to today's depression poster-children (who aren't exactly the literati, but go with me for a minute...). No one who doesn't shoot insulin twice a day jumps on the diabetes bandwagon. "Oh yeah, I start to lose cognition without the right carb balance - WHOA!"

You're right. It was fashionable for a while to be neurotic. It's still kind of hip, but I don't think it's so fashionable any more.

I was really curious about this though. A lot of us Literotica regulars are online at just about any time during a 24 hour period, which suggests to me that a lot of us don't hold down steady jobs. (I'm aware that there are home makers m & f who can jump online during the day, and homemaking is a full time job in my opinion, so they're exempt) That suggests to me that a lot of us are 'damaged' in one sense or another.

Of course, some of us might just be wealthy or retired or students or whatever. But I was really interested in knowing how many of us are mentally ill, or impaired, or affectively challenged, or whatever you want to call it.

If that's offensive to some, I apologize, because I'd be the last teapot to call the kettle black. I joke about my illness, but it's really fucked me over big time, a fact that still astonishes me. I mean, I don't feel crazy, and I have a very hard time accepting that my depression is really that serious. Apparently it is though. I just wanted to know how many people are in the same or similar boats.
 
impressive said:
Any opinions on whether or not it makes for better/deeper/stronger art?

I think it does. I know I grew up spending a lot of time trying to figure things out, things like why I was the way I was and why people were the way they were. Being unhappy makes you question things and think a lot. Those are the same qualities I bring to writing: figuring things out and describing them to myself.

Almost all the writers I admire suffered from depression. They might not have known it at the time, but looking back on their life stoires, it's pretty obvious.
 
I think you're more likely to find a far higher percentage of our lil population mentally ill than you would the population as a whole simply because we're a group of people who spend our free time sitting on a computer interacting with people instead of actually leaving the house to do it.

And I'm also guilty of joking about my illness. I have to. I have been reduced to tears on more occasions than I can count by the evil, cruel things my clock has said to me. Really. How can I not mock that? Besides, if I don't make fun of it, I'll never live through it.

:rose:
 
impressive said:
Any opinions on whether or not it makes for better/deeper/stronger art?
Good question. For me, it doesn't. I can only be creative when I'm moderately balanced.
 
minsue said:
I have been reduced to tears on more occasions than I can count by the evil, cruel things my clock has said to me. Really.
Well hey, if your clock is mean to you, you musta done something to wind it up. ;) :kiss:
 
I think having a sense of humor about depression helps one to cope at times, other times it's frustrating when people don't quite understand what the illness does to you.

I met some old friends the other night when I actually ventured out, I hadn't realized it's been a year since I last saw them. It was nice to see them but I could also tell they've noticed the change in me. I was the outgoing one of the group, the ring leader pretty much and now I don't even want to leave the house. So yes, I do feel as though I'm damaged. I'm still me, I've just taken down some of the facade.
 
wishfulthinking said:
Q: are you positive or negative about your psychological challenges?

Q: have you been diagnosed (as opposed to a self-diagnosis)?

But otherwise, I'm 'other' - I need to get out more :D

1) Both. Some days I'm positive, that I can and will get through this and its just my body/mind's way of telling me I need to re-assess my situation. Other days... I want to crawl into a hole and just die.

2) Dr diagnosis.
 
44.44% depressed.

*sigh*

Okay... it's official... I'm a fucking mutant.

I need to get a real psych profile.

Psychologist: So what's depressing you, ElSol?

ElSol: I'm not depressed.

Psychologist: So why are you here...

ElSol: You don't understand, I'm depressed that I'm not depressed like everyone else... it gives me feelings of anxiety and isolation.

Psychologist: Does it really?

ElSol: No... but am I faking it well enough to slide by in a crowd?

Sincerely,
Elsol
 
ElSol,

You don't have to be crazy to hang aroung the AH, but it helps. Maybe you could go for every shrinks favorite catch-all, number 300.02 in your DSM hymnal, Generalized Anxiety Disorder. In other words, you're anxious about not being depressed or otherwise mentally screwed up which means you ARE mentally screwed up, but of course that would mean you have nothing to be anxious about so you...

Let me get back to you on this.

Rumple Foreskin :cool:
 
I don't know what you are talking about. We are perfectly sane. Now if only the we part were a joke.


But i've always looked at it this way. If everyone worth knowing is "crazy" "abnormal" "in need of therapy to cure their condition" then why should they? (notice in case of outrage, inapplicable to people who are suffering to a degree where only heavy medications or a total personality lobotomy can help them)
 
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