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But I’ve been thinking recently how much my mental health has improved with my quality of life. Truly, money (and improved circumstances) has bought happiness for me.
To anyone who thinks you can “pull yourself up by your bootstraps” when suffering from a mental illness (or even not!), think about being cold all the time because your rented apartment is drafty and you can’t afford to turn up the heat. Think about spending 2-3 hours per day on public transit to get to your job (because you can’t afford to live downtown). Think about constantly being cramped for time and space and then try and fit exercise and healthy eating in there. Make sure you factor in a sleep deficit (see: hours spent on public transit).
My depression has steadily improved every year as my circumstances have . I’m sure there will be diminishing returns at some point (because I know rich people can suffer mental illness, too) but I just want to put that out there.
Being warm, well-rested, having access to healthy food and time to prepare it, and the luxury of time to exercise as I want is 100% a result of having more money. I don’t intend this as an “omg so blessed !!” Kinda thing but rather a reminder that fighting a mental illness is so. Much. Harder. When you haven’t had a hot meal in weeks. And I am truly blessed that I can look back at those times and see how much happier I am now .
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