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Here’s a short, convincing account of depression from Marisa McPeck-Stringham at Huffington Post. She touches on quite a few of the experiences depressed people face — the difficulty of realizing when depression returns, the reactions of others (usually not helpful), the difference between depression and grief, what helps her “head off depression at the pass,” the isolation that is both symptom and fuel for depression. Reading first-person accounts can help spark recognition as well as lessen isolation, if you happen to be depressed.
Well worth a read.
Despite all social stigmas to the contrary or people accusing me of being “crazy,” I’m not ashamed to admit that I have depression. Just like I’m not ashamed to admit that I have asthma.
So let me tell you what depression is like for me. It is debilitating. It makes mundane, ordinary tasks like taking a shower or making the bed seem impossible. It is soul-sucking. It breaks you down into a person who no longer feels anything but apathy. It also makes you feel completely worthless and unlovable. When I’m in the throes of depression my brain lies to me and tells me that I am worth nothing. No one cares about me. The world would be a better place if I died. And when you have all this negative self-talk running through your head all day long, no amount of fluffy kitten pictures is going to take that away.