#overused

Not every uncomfortable moment is a mental health crisis.

And not every slightly negative emotion needs to be wrapped in a self-diagnosis and broadcast like a personality trait.

We are living in an era where language that was created to protect, to validate, to explain the invisible — has become decorative.

It’s branding now. Trauma is content. Therapy is a caption. Anxiety is an aesthetic. Healing is just another curated phase in someone’s online persona.

People say "I'm triggered" when what they really mean is “I'm mildly annoyed.”

They say “this gave me trauma” because they had to do something difficult or boring.

They cry “mental health” the moment they’re held accountable, as if deflecting criticism with a buzzword is the same thing as actually struggling.

And in doing that, they water it all down. They make these terms meaningless.

Because when everything is trauma, nothing is.

There are people walking around with actual, life-altering trauma. People who can’t sleep. People whose bodies are stuck in survival mode. People who flinch at kindness because all they've ever known is harm. And they get dismissed. Overlooked. Silenced. Because the volume of fake vulnerability is drowning out the real thing.

You don't get to cosplay mental illness just because it makes you feel interesting. You don't get to parade trauma you never experienced just because it makes you feel deep. And no, knowing a few therapy phrases doesn’t mean you’ve done the work — it means you’ve memorized the lines without understanding the story.

Pain isn’t a performance. Healing isn’t a trend. Mental illness isn’t your personality.

What people forget is that you can be going through a rough patch without it being a crisis. You can be sad, angry, bored, frustrated — without needing to pathologize it. Some days are just hard. Some moments are just disappointing. That’s not trauma. That’s just life.

But that’s the problem — no one wants to sit with discomfort anymore. They want to diagnose it, package it, post about it, and wait for sympathy in the comments. And while they're busy doing that, the people who actually need help get buried in the noise.

There’s nothing wrong with being open about struggle. But there is something deeply wrong with faking it, exaggerating it, or borrowing it from people who didn’t get a choice.

Language matters. Words mean things. And if we want a world where people take mental health seriously, we have to stop turning it into a social prop.

So next time you're about to say you were “traumatized” because something didn’t go your way — don’t.

Be honest. Be precise. Be real.

I am totally going to anger at least 50% of everyone reading this, so be prepared...

-Keith being a conspiracy theorist. I'm sorry it's just in so many fics, which is cool, but then the authors milk it WAY too much and it starts to get annoying.

-Lance's mum being called Rosa. It's not even bad, it's just everywhere.

-The wrong numbers. STOP GETTING WRONG NUMBERS LANCE (not you @klance-headcanons-official). like are you messaging that lady from the coffee shop? hunks new number? make up your fucking mind.

-keith dying. kill lance for once. this is too painful

-smut. see thats just gross. and ive read far too much of it 💀

-alpha/beta/omega- nope. ew. goodbye