my own intolerance

Dear Diary,

There are days when I just don't want to engage with stuff. Mum and dad are telling me that Vince who I mentioned before, is having bipolar issues. It's getting pretty bad. My brother put up a thing on his facebook about coming off antidepressants, and my socialist friend is inviting me to a march against the english something or other taskforce which is complaining about asylum seekers at the UKBA/Home Office.

I'm the one who says all reality is political etc. But I am finding it hard to deal with these issues at home. Maybe I should get my house to order. Its weird. Am I against them talking about it? or am I against me talking about my experiences? If its the former, I'm as intolerant as all the people who talk about stigma in mental illness. If its the latter, I'm self-perpetuating my stigma? Or am I just unwilling to talk about it. I really don't know to be honest, but I should say this. |I am feeling there's a lot of stuff that when talked about makes me feel uncomfortable, and that's my issue that I need to de4al with. That's not anyone elses. Like my colleague yesterday who told my boss how she was in menopause when she got married at 45 or something, and her husband was 12 or so years younger than her. IT was the moment when she said 'so I'm 64 now, he's 48' (wait that's 16 years isn't it? -whatever).

I think I have some issues I need to deal with, of my own intolerance. Not quite sure how to cope with that.