"Ignorance is the bastard child of hope, sorrow, and idiocy"
I've always held that those who commit themselves to the world of Psychology as an academic choice are immediate candidates for my 'let-us-cease-speaking' list. Not that they're bad people, but their idea of medicine is skewed to only what can be taught to them. In theory, the goal is to bring comfort to the mentally scarred, scared, and unsure. In practice, it ends up being Improv 101 with medical terms. I say this in the utmost respect for those who dedicate themselves to the Medical Field. Which isn't to say a whole lot, because I usually give a lot of slack to those who do choose a field in Medicine that actually matters.
So where did I come up with that Psychology doesn't count as a field which matters? Because it doesn't. A debate of wit is a friendly conversation, such is the same as a 'Therapeutic Session'. There is not a single person in the world who thinks identically to someone else. I've met someone as close as it gets, but even then, there's the other 'blockade' of interpretation. Had I an exact clone who experiences the same event at the same time, they will come to a different result than I would. No two minds work the same, and no mind works the same twice. It is a machine that evolves and adapts based on everything around it, coming to an extremely rapid set of commands as a conclusion, often ones pulled from the drawers of experience, knowledge, and impulse.
How does someone study that? You don't. Science works with constants and controls, neither of which is true when it concerns matters of the mind. There's too many variables and inconsistencies. The best you could do is generalize a gigantic assumption and get pretty close with the resulting theory. There is no Law of Psychotics, for the word 'law' would indicate that there is a definite. Let's go a little deeper.
The power of the mind is often extremely under-appreciated. It is the ultimate factor in deciding what your body and spirit conclude on before an action is taken. Period. It is the school principal in an argument at recess, and it is the fascist dictator of your body's country. There are men and women in the world who have come to a narrow balance in believing into the power of their minds, and could potentially think themselves to death. It is possible to will your heart to stop. In the same vein of thought, many observing people have concluded that it is possible to afflict yourself with a sickness, or rid yourself of it, by believing you could.
So where does Psychology fit in all of this? The practice of Psychology in a 'therapeutic' context essentially exists as such: The client goes into the office, where they are literally brainwashed into feeling better. It's pretty easy. When you tell someone they're going to see a doctor to get better, the mindset of 'getting better' is already set, so that client's mind is already on the path to become better than they were. Then by the time they sit down, the client looks upon their doctor, where their mind then realizes that the doctor will make them better, solidified as a fact. The Psychologist's job is already halfway done. Now all he needs to do is let the mind vent to get an idea of what to say next. Then when the content is spilled, he takes the negative parts of the content, and counterbalances with theories based on his own experience shed in a positive light. Over a varying span of time, the client's mind constantly improves down the path of 'better' just by considering that they are getting help.
Now that I've pointed out how much bullshit Psychology is, I'll move on to the unique assets that I've noticed some minds have. Izzy just had a talk with the rest of the family about the thoughts that she usually doesn't voice, and for some reason, it turned into an argument. I was back in the living room, talking with people, when I felt a change in the ambiance. It became colder in my end of the house, and I had a record-timed vision that lasted all of a few seconds. It was the fortune cookie that I read the other day. 'You will find what you have lost within the week.'
Not too long ago, did I enter an extreme state of depression. I'm still recovering from it. To make a long story short, there was a huge disagreement among my closest friends, and I ended up saying things I'm not particularly proud of. More on that later. Basically, I was so down in the dumps, that I nearly broke my moral code of keeping myself and others from harm. Today though, I managed to find myself in a very temporary state of normalcy. While that state persisted, I had moved back to where Izzy and the rest of the family were.
She would state things that bothered her, and everyone else responded like it was something they could help. Or they would respond with one-dimensional answers. It was frustrating to listen to. Things like, 'what can we do to make it better?' or 'you just said you were happy doing this, which is it?' Such is what inspired this post. Ignorance in the words of the unknowing. They have no experience with what she was talking about, yet approached it as though it was an issue that they /did/ have experience with, creating an air of frustration.
It baffles me why people can't just say, "I don't understand, could you please explain better?" Or even failing that, "I don't get what you're saying, and I'm not sure how to respond." It's really not hard to just tell the honest truth...but instead people are so gung-ho to force understanding upon themselves and others, that they're willing to make the matter worse. Some things simply cannot be understood by mere words. Most of our minds operate on experience, which is vastly different. Up until there's a way to mentally draw a scenario that makes sense to you so everyone else can see it from your eyes, it's impossible to fully understand where someone's coming from.
Now it's not a bad thing to say 'hey I'm here to help you', but helping can very quickly turn into "helping" with the wrong words and interpretations. When you start to feel an imbalance in the conversation you're having, then just stop it. There's no sense in upsetting yourself and everyone over a moot point. It is not something you learn, it is something you experience. For example, many of my friends don't understand just how much I think about them and their health. They don't know the unfailing love I have on their safety, and the ends it drives me to all in making sure that they're happy. I don't bother explaining it, because they won't understand. They'll say, "I'm fine, don't worry." When to me, that's code for, "I'm trying to cope with something that affects me greatly, but don't want to discuss it with you."
So please, don't be ignorant and try to understand things that cannot be comprehended. You either understand, or you don't.
