I summarized Wil Wheaton story About Depression and Anxiety
Here, what I’ve got
We all know him, The boy who portrayed Wesley Crusher in on the television series Star Trek.
Not enough? He also appeared frequently on The Big Bang Theory.
Now coming to the point, Wil is an active blogger and writer and he publishes his writing on Medium: Wil Wheaton
Last year he has published a story (link here) on his Depression and Anxiety. Yes, He has confessed and I’m grateful to him as many people do not open about mental health. And in His own words, “I’m not Ashamed”.
I’ve implemented TF-IDF algorithm for Text Summarization and I was sexperimenting with it. And I wanted to read his story again and thought of feeding his story to my Algorithm, below is what the machine has come up with:
Last month, I spoke to NAMI’s Ohio statewide conference. I was tired all the time, and irritable most of the time.
All the weird, anxious feelings I had all the time? When I tried to reach out to the adults in my life for help, they didn’t take me seriously. I knew something was wrong with me, but I didn’t know what. The next morning, I tearfully asked my mom what was wrong with me.
The world terrifies me every night of my life and I don’t know why or how to stop it. Again, I don’t blame her and neither should you. I want you to know that I love you, and I know that you did the very best you could.
I would hold my breath underneath bridges when I was driving, because if I didn’t, maybe I’d crash my car. Talking about those memories, even without getting into specifics, is challenging. It’s just part of who I am. You do not need to suffer. Traffic would just be too stressful, it would tell me. It’s going to be a real hassle to get there and find parking, it would helpfully observe.
So I wasn’t living. I just knew that I was nervous about stuff, and I worried a lot. It’s just an illness. I feel it tugging at the corners of my eyes, and pressing down on the center of my chest.
Nobody really likes me. I don’t deserve to be happy. And so on and so on. As I’ve said, if I could just “stop feeling sad” I WOULD. (And, also, Depression isn’t just feeling sad, right? Depression is beating up on us already, and we don’t need to help it out. I do that by telling my story, so that my privilege and success does more than enrich my own life. I’m not brave.
Pretty good, Huh? What say Wil
Actually, even after reading the original story a few times, I am not able to correlate properly. I think this missed most of the part and important lines.
I’ll cover Technical Details later as the purpose was to aware people about Mental Health because the shit is real.
Please read the original story and don’t hesitate to say, “Ï’m not Ashamed”