I suspect the post was intended to compound the current narrative that those struggling have probably brought it on themselves and not tried hard enough.
Honestly, the world we live in now actively discourages seeking support, and at the same time expecting people who can barely function to be pro-active. I lurk alot on the bereavement board, and on here, and see post after post about the "needy" bereaved, about setting boundaries, about not expecting family or friends to be "emotional support humans", about how exhausting it is dealing with people going through demonstrably shitty experiences. I see post after post about people being unable to access professional support.
You can't have it all ways, you can't espouse what is basically toxic positivity when humans are far more complex creatures, and not just organic computers that need re-booting. Everyone is the product of upbringing, environment and circumstance, and some people get dealt a shittier hand than others. Some appear to get through it, but they're still scarred and perhaps just hide it well. How they get there may be a rocky road of self harm and self medication, and some people can't find their way off that road.
And yes, I am taking this all "too personally" because it is personal.
Hugs to all in the shitty club of being "stuck" or having been stuck for a time.
The big point is that when you are stuck, trauma is like industrial strength super glue, and you feel like a solitary goldfish swimming round a bowl wondering if your brain will ever let you out to swim in the big aquarium again.