Two days in a row this week, I was emotionally rocked by stigma at work.

In a meeting, the word nutcase was casually used multiple times. I find some solace in the fact that my autocorrect couldn’t find that word.

Yesterday, a coworker made a joke in a hall about someone giving me a white coat. My other coworker/friend goes on to further explain that that sounds like a straight jacket. Ha ha ha thud. I have been restrained, and it was one of the most humiliating events of my life.

When this happens, I usually feel shell shocked. I’m too afraid to out myself and threaten my job, but I hope to get better about not rolling over. Maybe I can say that mental health disorders are not funny.