When someone says they're “depressed,” they can be referring to a one-day dispiritedness. Or even something lighter: “I'm depressed the Giants lost.” Or: “It's depressing it's raining.”
Thanks, Joanne. It's really impossible to describe it really. Unless you've experienced it. Maybe like kidney stones or childbirth. It's very hard for people to understand why someone would do away with themselves because of "depression." The word has been diluted!
Thank you, Richard. This really touched me. I remember that feeling. Having felt it once, it's hard not to live in fear of feeling it again. I live now not to avoid its return, because I'm not sure I have control over that, but to know, or at least to feel relatively confident, that were it to return, it could be bared, maybe even harnessed, and moved through.
Hello Richard, I hope you are not in that dark place now or will never return to it again. I have felt what you have described, but, thankfully, for only hours or a day. The heaviness is indescribable. And, there is some panic to escape it.
This is an important message. Your description is spot on and accurate. Good words of advice, too.
Thanks, Joanne. It's really impossible to describe it really. Unless you've experienced it. Maybe like kidney stones or childbirth. It's very hard for people to understand why someone would do away with themselves because of "depression." The word has been diluted!
Thank you, Richard. This really touched me. I remember that feeling. Having felt it once, it's hard not to live in fear of feeling it again. I live now not to avoid its return, because I'm not sure I have control over that, but to know, or at least to feel relatively confident, that were it to return, it could be bared, maybe even harnessed, and moved through.
That is encouraging to hear, Christine. I hope it never visits you again.
Hello Richard, I hope you are not in that dark place now or will never return to it again. I have felt what you have described, but, thankfully, for only hours or a day. The heaviness is indescribable. And, there is some panic to escape it.
Yes, Ellen, it's not a good place. I'm fine now. But ever vigilant. Thanks for your comments.
As Milton wrote, "O dark, dark, dark..."
She's doing God's work, as far as I'm concerned, Kathryn. I'd like to hear about these new therapies.
Does insurance cover it?
I'm interested in LSD from reading Michael Pollan