Eliza in Progress

Aren't you excited to read such a fun lighthearted post?  Buckle down, and get the prozac out cause I'm going to take you to a deep dark place.  :) English teachers look away because besides my horrifying spurts of punctuation, I'm about to break a big rule in telling you why I'm writing this post.  I know it should be clear but I feel I need to explain.  I am writing this post because even with all our progress as a society in understanding and tolerating differences, we still have such a long way to go.  Yes we don't lock new depressed mom's away in asylums and do electric shock therapy but I still hear phrases and descriptions of people with mental illness that at best make me cringe and at worst pain me.  And honestly in most cases I know its just a case of misunderstanding.  For people that have never experienced it must seem so hard to wrap your head around it.  How can we begin to understand something so inward, so personal and so intangible. Even I, a