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Simple Not Easy

A penny for your thoughts

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Hello world, meet my favorite online writing space. Anything simplistic makes me feel SO satisfied. It’s one of those feelings you can’t explain to people who aren’t familiar with it already. I love when things and stories and people and situations are simple. I don’t mean easy, I actually have some unresolved internal conflict surrounding the concept of easiness. Plausibly driven by that quote:

Nothing worth having comes easy.

Or to be correct, my takeaway from it, nothing easy is worth having. Which is obviously not always the case. I mean, my coffee maker is pretty easy to use, and its product is worth having, several times a day. I got that coffee maker from my best friend, and having a good time with her is easy, and so worth it.

As I was saying, I like simple things, finding patterns, being able to make some sense out of what’s happening. As Nirvava was singing saying,

♪ Come as you are ♪

Fortunately, my psychology background has fulfilled my needs regarding learning why people act/think the way they do.

It’s also given me one of the most valuable lessons: we are all extremely similar, in that we are all very unique. Human thinking is so incredibly varied, that frequently our individuality surpasses mathematical calculations, years of research, and those that want to pin us down to something definite.

Something finite.

More often that I’d like to admit I struggle with dichotomic thinking. I’m admitting it now, so that counts as progress, hopefully. We should allow others to act differently from the figure we’ve created in our minds for them. Allow them to not meet and exceed expectations, on the same day. Allow people to show you themselves, which can’t happen if you’ve already made up your mind about who they are.

Now, what’s new, to relate this to psychology..

I understand, grouping mental health patients into categories such as disorders makes sense. However, I strongly feel we should be using diagnostic manuals and diseases classifications as rough guidelines, not considering them the end-all be-all.

Allowing the easiness and accessibility of a label to cloud our judgment, professionalism, and humanity can create a hostile environment, treatment plans that are at worst harmful, at best not helpful, and patients being misdiagnosed for years. Sometimes by several practitioners, which means they weren’t receiving the help they needed during all that time. That breaks my fucking heart.

The person in front of you is so complex, there’s so much more to them than meets the eye, or DSM, or ICD. Their experiences are way greater than your metric of choice will ever know.

Love,

Simply,

D

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