Mental 🧠

In which I discuss depression

I saw someone described as "battling depression". That's a poor analogy. There's no battle. It's more "sitting down while depression pours shit over you".

It helps me to visualise it as a separate entity that's deliberately harming me. It's uncomfortable to acknowledge it as part of me. But I wonder if it's healthy to divide myself into bits. Occasionally I can be detached enough that there's a third part of me, watching the depression making everything impossibly difficult.

The only battle element that occurs is me deciding that I'm not willing to play, and refusing to take any notice of what it's is trying to do. "I'm too busy today to pay any attention to what you want because I'm focussing on tasks." But it creeps up on you waiting for your concentration to drop.

Another analogy I don't get is Churchill's famous description of depression as a black dog. What did he have against dogs? I've never had one, but they seem quite cheerful animals.

#depression

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