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In a world that has started coming out of the closet about mental illness, there is one uncomfortable reality that remains: anxiety and depression are not specific to a particular group — they cut across all ages, across genders, quietly and profoundly. And all too often, they go unseen, dismissed, or even denied by the very individuals who are experiencing them as well as by the institutions surrounding them.
What’s worse is that this hidden suffering doesn’t stop at the individual. It quietly spreads into family life, relationships, and even parenting, unconsciously passing emotional loads from one generation to the next. Without words or consciousness, we carry what we never intended to pass on.
Mental illness — especially anxiety and depression — tends to be stereotyped. Teenagers are dramatized. Adults are informed that they’re “stressed.” Seniors are assumed to be lonely and fatigued. The truth is, mental illness doesn’t discriminate based on age or stage of life. It doesn’t care if you’re male or female, working or retired, single or married. It comes, quite often quietly, often disguised, and nearly always misinterpreted.
Kids can’t always verbalize their internal struggle, but they might act it out in some other manner: having difficulty sleeping, chronic upset stomach, sudden outbursts of anger, or recess withdrawal. These are not only phases — they can be warning signs of anxiety or depression that are brushed aside as conduct issues or growing pains.
Teenagers tend to see an increase in symptoms because of hormonal fluctuation, peer pressure, and school stress. But all too often, their pleas for attention are dismissed as “just teenage angst.” The emotional rollercoaster ride becomes normalized to the degree that actual problems fall through the cracks.
Adults tend to normalize their suffering in a different way — by masking it. They become functional depressives or high-functioning anxious individuals, seamlessly managing work and relationships on the surface, while battling emptiness and dread internally. They’re the ones saying, “I’m just tired,” when what they really mean is, “I’m drowning.”
Older adults, on the other hand, tend to live alone. Grief after retirement, the loss of friendship with peers, and declining bodily health set the stage for depression, one that is usually written off as “normal aging.”
The reasons individuals fail to identify or acknowledge anxiety or depression are varied, but shame, stigma, and cultural conditioning are enormous factors.
Most people, particularly men, are taught early on that expressing emotions is an act of weakness. Being vulnerable is equated with failure or instability. Women, however, have their own conditioning — asked to stay nurturing, pleasant, and emotionally tough, even when they’re crumbling within.
Mental health is usually boiled down to a concept of “coping” or “managing.” If you’re still employed, still in school, still smiling in pictures, you must be okay, right?
No.
Mental illness, high-functioning, is one of the most lethal myths of contemporary times.
And if it isn’t acknowledged, there’s no seeking help. No therapy. No talks. Just silent suffering, day after day, until it becomes an identity, not a condition.
If you don’t get help for mental health issues, they don’t simply remain buried within you — they subconsciously inform the way we interact with others, particularly our children.
A parent who resides with untreated anxiety can transmit hypervigilance — worrying all the time, controlling excessively, or catastrophizing.
A depressed parent can appear emotionally absent, disconnected, or unavailable, communicating to a child that feelings are risky or a burden.
A family that never speaks of mental health imposes so much silence that it becomes part of the family’s culture.
Kids learn young how to “read the room.” They pick up on what isn’t said. Even if a parent never says they’re depressed, a kid may sense it. And if no one ever discusses it, the kid learns not to.
And that’s how cycles start.
The next generation comes of age doing the same things — not wanting to express, not knowing how to handle it, not realizing they’re even harming themselves.
And that way, mental illness is a legacy.
The better news is this: cycles can be broken.
But that first step is awkward — speaking about what we’ve spent years denying.
It’s simple to accuse others of how we feel — parents, partners, systems. But more difficult is turning inward and admitting, “Maybe I’m not okay. Maybe I need help.
Identification of anxiety and depression isn’t always clear-cut. They don’t necessarily present with panic attacks or crying. Sometimes, they present more discreetly:
Even if these things are ongoing — and you’re able to “function” — that doesn’t mean you’re okay.
It means you’re accustomed to hurting.
And you shouldn’t be.
Healing doesn’t = everything gets better overnight. It doesn’t = never feeling anxious or low again. But it does = stopping the weight of it by yourself — and stopping the denial that it’s not real.
Here’s how we can begin to turn things for ourselves and future generations:
Speak freely about your feelings, particularly to children. Use emotion-validating, not shaming, language. Make “sad,” “worried,” and “tired” acceptable words to use.
Mental illness does not always present like in the movies. Be willing to look at the signs of distress in yourself and others, even when it doesn’t fit the stereotype.
Phrases like “man up,” “get over it,” or “just smile more” can do lasting harm. Replace them with: “I hear you,” “That sounds really hard,” or “You’re not alone.”
Therapy, counseling, and even group support should be normalized, not seen as last resorts. Mental health should be treated like physical health: with proactive care.
Nobody requires you to be flawless, particularly children. Allow them to observe your humanness. Show them that it’s acceptable to feel and acceptable to seek assistance when they do.
What if more families used the phrase, “We all feel this way sometimes,” rather than, “What’s wrong with you?”
What if schools used the same seriousness to teach emotional control as they did for math?
Imagine if boys were taught that sensitivity isn’t weakness, and girls were taught that being overwhelmed isn’t failure.
We would build a generation that feels seen, safe, and capable of healing.
Anxiety and depression are not rare. They are not dramatic. They are not signs of weakness.
They are human conditions — and they are treatable.
But only if we stop pretending they aren’t there.
The silence, the denial, the downplaying — it does not keep us safe. It jails us. And worse, it leaves that silence for our children.
You don’t have to pass it along.
You can name it.
You can shift it.
And in doing so, you may very well give the next generation the freedom to feel, to speak, and to heal, all the way and without fear.