Wednesday, May 22, 2013
“Depression is humiliating. It turns intelligent, kind people into zombies who can’t wash a dish or change their socks. It affects the ability to think clearly, to feel anything, to ascribe value to your children, your lifelong passions, your relative good fortune. It scoops out your normal healthy ability to cope with bad days and bad news, and replaces it with an unrecognizable sludge that finds no pleasure, no delight, no point in anything outside of bed. You alienate your friends because you can’t comport yourself socially, you risk your job because you can’t concentrate, you live in moderate squalor because you have no energy to stand up, let alone take out the garbage. You become pathetic and you know it. And you have no capacity to stop the downward plunge. You have no perspective, no emotional reserves, no faith that it will get better. So you feel guilty and ashamed of your inability to deal with life like a regular human, which exacerbates the depression and the isolation. If you’ve never been depressed, thank your lucky stars and back off the folks who take a pill so they can make eye contact with the grocery store cashier. No one on earth would choose the nightmare of depression over an averagely turbulent normal life. It’s not an incapacity to cope with day to day living in the modern world. It’s an incapacity to function. At all. If you and your loved ones have been spared, every blessing to you. If depression has taken root in you or your loved ones, every blessing to you, too. No one chooses it. No one deserves it. It runs in families, it ruins families. You cannot imagine what it takes to feign normalcy, to show up to work, to make a dentist appointment, to pay bills, to walk your dog, to return library books on time, to keep enough toilet paper on hand, when you are exerting most of your capacity on trying not to kill yourself. Depression is real. Just because you’ve never had it doesn’t make it imaginary. Compassion is also real. And a depressed person may cling desperately to it until they are out of the woods and they may remember your compassion for the rest of their lives as a force greater than their depression. Have a heart. Judge not lest ye be judged.”
Depression is not a synonym for being sad or having a bad day/bad week.
(via morningsuns)
(Source: sherunsfromdarkness)
ron pope and western romance novels.
oh what a combination.
Tuesday, April 30, 2013
red-handedjill:
seawitchmagic:
When I’m With You - Best Coast
The world is lazy
but you and me
we’re just crazy
So when I’m with you, I have fun
Yeah when I’m with you, I have fun
Monday, April 15, 2013
i wish docken would stop playing awful music.
sometimes i wish josiah never offered to let him live here. i know it was the right thing to do. but he’s so moody. and im cranky from being sick all the time and i just do not need the extra moodiness in this tiny house. lol especially from a boy who has been broke up less than a month ago by the “love of his life”
i’m tired of trying over and over again with no luck.
