What Is Depression?
I feel that there are a lot of people that misunderstand depression. I don’t think that I am wrong in this feeling, as there is still such a stigma behind it, as well as all mental illness. I feel that those that misunderstand depression are of the belief that it is just a huge mess of sadness. Unfortunately, as any sufferer would tell you, sadness is just the tip of the massive iceberg. There are so many other symptoms and feelings that are encompassed by a depression diagnosis. This is something that I feel is very difficult to get across to people that have never experienced it, firsthand or otherwise.
The biggest part that I think is overlooked, is that there are many days where you are just numb. There is no sadness, no joy, no anger, no anything, you just are. You are drifting endlessly through this grey void, where you feel absolutely nothing. These days are some of the worst, because you feel like you’re missing something. A crucial part that makes you human, just isn’t there anymore. These days are especially frightening, as you don’t know what is in store for you the next day. As you’re probably more comfortable with feeling sad, or angry, or anything really, these grey days really feel incredibly unstable. Stability is everything for those with mental illness, because feeling unstable is dangerous. During a grey day, you have no idea if you’re going to start feeling better (temporarily) or plummet down into the darkness. It’s like you’re on a tightrope, and you’re just standing there in the middle, not knowing if you can make it to the platform, or you’re going to fall.
There is also so much anger in those that suffer from depression. I don’t know where the anger stems from, nor why there is such a sheer volume of it. The fact of the matter is, that people with depression, are just wired differently. Things that anybody else would see as a joke, or just ignore, people with depression are furious at. They get ticked off, and then all the bottled up anger and resentment just come flooding out, at the smallest, insignificant things. Sometimes, we just can’t help it, I’ve tried for years to rein in my anger. Yet, there are just some things, like my mother spending 500 dollars on rugs, when we didn’t even have curtains in our new house, that just set us on this tyrannical rampage.
If you take anything from this article, let it be that depression is far more complex than some will want you to believe. If you’re a sufferer, I don’t have to tell you, because you already know. To all of those out there with the misconception that depression is just sadness, please, stop that train of thought dead in its tracks. You’re wrong, acknowledge you’re wrong, grow from it, and learn to be more sympathetic as well as empathetic to those whose battles you may never see.