The Problem With Giving Everything a Label

I have a messy habit. If you ever borrow one of my books, you will find it covered in scribbles, underlines, and random thoughts. To me, annotating is free therapy. It is my way of talking back to the world. As someone with a psychology degree, I spent years learning how to categorize the human mind. I learned the codes, the symptoms, and the criteria. But lately, I have started to feel like our labels are making us lose the plot.

We live in an era where we have replaced our feelings with clinical terms. Instead of saying we are sad, we say we are in a depressive episode. Instead of feeling nervous about a big life change, we call it a generalized anxiety disorder. Do not get me wrong, clinical diagnoses are life saving for many people. They provide a map when you are lost in the dark. But lately, it feels like we are trying to map out every single puddle we step in.

Sadness Is Not a Glitch

One of the biggest lessons I have learned from my margins and my studies is that sadness is not always a pathology. Sometimes, sadness is just the correct response to a difficult world. When we immediately slap a label on an emotion, we often stop looking for the meaning behind it. We treat the feeling like a chemical glitch to be fixed rather than a message to be heard.

If I feel empty after finishing a beautiful novel, that is not a symptom. That is a human response to a loss of connection. If I feel overwhelmed by the news, that is not always a disorder. It might just be my empathy working properly. When we use therapy language to describe every ebb and flow of our internal lives, we risk turning our existence into a medical checklist.

Reclaiming the Human Experience

I think we need to get comfortable with the gray areas again. Introspection is not about finding a name for your pain in a manual. It is about sitting with the discomfort and asking what it wants to tell you. My books are messy because life is messy. There is no perfect, clean way to be a person.

We should be allowed to be moody, or grieving, or simply out of sorts without feeling like we have broken some internal law of health. Let us trade the sterile labels for a bit more poetry. Sometimes, you do not need a diagnosis. You just need a quiet room, a pen, and the courage to feel something without trying to cure it.

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