I have read and admired Ms. Ehrenreich's work for years--ever
since I was old enough to swipe her books off my parents'
shelves, really. But I wish she could have addressed this
country's stunning lack of reasonable mental health care and the
need for gun control without taking potshots at those of us who
suffer from depression.
I cannot speak about Gary Greenberg's experiences, though I
would suggest that lying to health care professionals who expect
to be dealing in good faith with people in need of help is
perhaps not the best way to go about understanding how
treatment works. I can speak about my own. I can speak about
the constant, low-level unhappiness I endured from the time I
was 15 onward, that continued irrespective of any life events. I
can speak about the way it was interspersed with long-lasting
valleys, during which it would take me two hours to put my
shoes on, during which I would sleep for sixteen hours a day
and be unable to get out of bed, or shower, or even eat, because
all movement was an unfathomable effort. I can speak about
feeling in constant pain without being able to locate it, I can
speak about crying for hours, three times a day because I was
certain I would die alone, I can speak about the constant
sensation of falling, of feeling that my arms and legs were filled
with lead. And I can speak about what it meant for me to start
taking anti-depressants six years ago at 25 and to begin writing
creatively (and publishing) again, and to realize that indeed,
merely getting through each day did not have to entail needless
suffering.
I was not some Walter Mitty, trying to come to terms with "the
typical...worry and disappointment of a...middle-class American
life." I was not "failing to comply with a social norm," any more
than a diabetic, an asthmatic, or an arthritic person is. I was
suffering the effects of an endemic illness. I highly recommend
Peter Kramer's Against Depression for a better
understanding of depression.
Surely it is possible to note the complete absence of options for
treating dangerously disturbed people without making mock of
those of us whose illnesses are better hidden, especially for a
writer of Ms. Ehrenreich's level of excellence.
Veronica Schanoes
Philadelphia, PA
04/22/2007 @ 01:13am