Sunday, 13 April 2008
Depression
Depression comes over like a wave. Does there need to be a reason? It all builds up. It creeps up on you. So much to think about that you can think about nothing. One large unmanageable mess. You can’t think about things one at a time. Thoughts get scrambled at times like these. Information overload. Negative, self-defeating thoughts attack you at your weakest moment. When you’re hungry. When you’re too tired. When you’re too hot. When you’re too cold. When you’re too far away. When you’re out of time. No answer to your problems. You feel useless. That all these hard years have been for nothing. You have been tricked, humoured and ignored all the way. You feel ugly. Stupid. Everyone else seems so together. They don’t seem to have problems like you have. They’re always. Having a good time. They are so confident. They just get on with it. Or so it seems. A lot of them are just pretending to be happy. Behind the fronts we choose to project cower very sensitive creatures. Depression is a massive underground cult. A well kept secret. A taboo subject. An admittance of weakness. An emotion that creates a torture chamber in the mind. Especially at night when things blow out of proportion to the point of ridiculousness. You can imagine any conspiracy occurring. It all falls into place. Depression supplies the problem, futility hides the solution and frustration delivers the final blow. If you’re lucky it makes you angry. But if it really gets you bad you just sit there not knowing how to even begin to handle it. It dents your spirit. It shuts you down. This is the most damaging time. There really seems no escape. Somehow you have to find your way back. To return to a normal functioning mode. Most of the time you can keep on top of it. Your emotional self defence system is working properly. But depression and frustration are always waiting to invade and occupy. Things seem to be going well then you start to erode. You start to crack. The good mood turns sour. The humour dies. The saving sense of irony collapses. Self doubt, panic, worry, insecurity and paranoia seem to be the brains favourite operating modes. The human being should be on product recall.
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3 comments:
Praise for ‘Depression comes over like a wave‘
*It sounds like a good description of the first stages of depression. i'm glad u chose to write about it. it was eye popping for me because all the scrambled feelings i once couldnt figure out, u made sense for me now. i checked out your blog and i must comment it is the best writing i've seen in a while, hands down. let me know when you finalize your novel. i'll be the first to buy it. have a good one man and thanks for letting me check out ur work. kudos to you. p.s. keep me posted on your works in progress.
*Excellent description of depression. And I think a recall of the body would be a great deal. Since I have gone from good to bad I demand a recall right now.
*Very well written... sums up my state of mind at this point in time...
Wow. Only someone who's been there could write about it like that. Beautifully written. Sometimes I think we depressives should be able to put our eloquent expressiveness to some profitable use, but could we keep it together enough to do it?
"Behind the fronts we choose to project cower very sensitive creatures."
I think I'd like to write something about that on a blog.
"all these hard years have been for nothing. You have been tricked, humoured and ignored all the way."
Yup. Been there.
blue heron, the humoured and ignored
*Awesome description! And yeah, I want a recall, dammit. At least a new emotion chip.
*Amazingly written, that describes me all in a paragraph right now.Xxxx
Praise for ‘A poem about being single’
*you have spoken much truth. thanks for sharing
*Very honest and dead-on. Well written and moving.
*so true, every word.
Re: My take on depression
Wow. An extremely clear description of what it feels like, what it does. I am always looking for a way to explain to people why major depression is different than the blues. You really nailed it, thank you.
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