It certainly doesn’t feel “gifty” or super to be depressed, or to be anxious, or to have immense trouble focusing one’s attention, or to obsess about keeping your house extremely clean and organized.

Framing mental health problems as gifts seems to overshadow the significant challenges that they pose to one's daily life and general happiness. It brings to mind those (unintentionally) dismissive comments people will make about being “so OCD” because they like a tidy, organized office or kitchen—as though OCD is simply this wonderful ability to organize things. 

Or the comment that “everyone is ADHD sometimes,” when they’re having trouble concentrating for a short period of time—as though ADHD is just this mildly-inconvenient attention problem that pops up every once in a while. 

Or the person who says they’re “depressed” because their favorite show isn’t on today, or because their local sports team lost the recent game—as though depression is the same thing as being mildly disappointed or temporarily sad about a minor setback. 

Note that the anxious and depressing thoughts are very convincing, though — these thoughts can feel as real as actual intuition feels. Unwarranted anxious thoughts can feel exactly the same as life-saving intuition -- that legitimate, instinctive urge you get that tells you to remove yourself from a situation that is actually dangerous.

Unwarranted depressing thoughts may try to convince you that the world is a hellish place, that nobody likes you, that non-depressed people just don’t see the world as realistically as you do. Most of all, depressing thoughts convince you that you’ll always feel this way, that your condition will never improve. And just like anxious thoughts, depressive thoughts feel 100% real -- like there’s no doubt in your mind that this is "the way life is" -- like you’re seeing the ugly truth that other people just refuse to acknowledge.