The more I watched the more I felt this gross deep pit sitting in my stomach. Although I enjoyed this movie very much I couldn't help but feel I was Girl, Disturbed. I think my favorite part was her line in the end, " Crazy isn't being broken- its you or me amplified." this just made me feel so badly for them, each one of them had gone through some event that obviously is going to take a tole on them whether it be on their self-esteem or self-worth or just leave you confused about your sense of self. I think its terrible that these girls didn't have somebody they could go to to help them through it or help them understand or just be there for them to vent to. If they had someone like this they wouldn't have to bottle everything up to the point where they lost themselves. This movie really made me thankful that I have people that I can go to when something happens. It also made me thankful that I'm not growing up in that time period, so if something were to happen people wouldn't automatically think I'm crazy.
If the lady at her school didnt tell her that writing was a dumb post-high school plan she would have written more about her life/experiences and never would have been sent to that institution or been diagnosed as a "borderline." In the end when she started writing she could organize her thoughts and make sense of them and simply just get them out of her head which helped her tremendously; so if she wasnt belittled in the beginning for wanting to write I think these issues wouldnt exist. Thoughts?
I agree with her that the doctors there didnt really know what they were doing. I hated how, one, they would diagnose them with something even when the patient wouldnt speak. They just picked some commonality between some symptom they showed and a disorder that happens to show that one symptom. And two, how they wouldnt tell the girls what they diagnosed them as. I dont know if doctors still do that but I think especially in this case when the doctors have no rhyme or reason to their diagnoses they just don't tell the patient because the patient is the only one who knows how they feel.
The thing I appreciated most about this movie was its truth. Being a woman and seeing other women having to go through this really got to me. I can't imagine going through some of the things that they went through, and it just made me thankful for growing up in the time we are.
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I think you are right about the time periods, I'm glad that doctors actually investigate all of our symptoms too. You made a couple of statements in this post, do you think that this only happened to women? I'm sure it was mostly women but men had this kind of problem as well. Really good post, you brought up a lot of good points.
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