I was just reading some posts discussing the D-word...depression. I wanted to share something that I have found very helpful. I cycle in and out of depression approximately 4 times per year and each episode doesn't last that long. Perhaps due to the frequency of episodes I am starting to recognize when I am falling into that dark place. I am starting to be able to sort of step back and look at myself and my surroundings. (sort of an out of body experience, only not as cool) and I say things out loud to myself like, "Ok, you're crying and there really isn't anything all that wrong, you're avoiding phone calls, visitors and going out with the family (things I usually love)...It's official, you're depressed."
And then the most important thing I do is that I go and tell another adult, usually my husband. I specifically say that I am depressed, I don't want anything special from him, (okay, maybe a hug) and I just need him to know that "I know" and that it's not a big deal, it will pass.
For me, this openess about it minimalizes the impact. I would so much rather lay it all out on the table like that than hold it in and have my hubby feel like he has to walk on eggshells around "the crazy lady."
I also notice that when I acknowledge to myself what is going on, the depression fades faster.
Hopefully any of this made sense.
Love you all and thanks for being here with me as we struggle and learn to live with, and sometimes inspite of, this disease.
-Donette
