on mental illness and medications

[acroyear]

From a blog I read regularly -- Good Math, Bad Math : Off topic: Mental Illness:

The point of writing this isn't to tell the world that I've got clinical depression, or to say "Gosh I like my drugs". The reason that I'm writing this is gripe about how people react when they hear that I take psychiatric medication. For some reason, the fact that my brain has a problem that's easy to fix using medication is somehow considered to be a huge strike against me, an inexcusable sign of personal weakness.

No other illness is treated this way.

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What happens when I take my medication? I'm myself again. The medication doesn't make me feel happy; it makes me feel. With the medication, my emotions come back; I can feel happy or sad. I enjoy it when things are going well; I get sad or angry when they go poorly.

But how do people react?

Somewhat over 1/2 of the people who hear that I take an antidepressant express disapproval in some way. Around 1/3 make snide comments about "happy pills" and lecture me about how only weak-willed nebbishes who can't deal with reality need psychiatric medication.

I confess to being thoroughly mystified by this. Why is it OK for my stomach, or my heart, or my pancreas to be ill in a way that needs to be treated with medication, but it's not OK for my brain? Why are illnesses that originate in this one organ so different from all others, so that so many people believe that nothing can possibly go wrong with it? That there are absolutely no problems with the brain that can possibly be treated by medication?

Why is it OK for me to take expensive, addictive drugs for a painful but non-life-threatening problem with my stomach; but totally unacceptable for me to take cheap harmless drugs for a painful but non-threatening problem with my brain?