Several friends of mine are dealing with some pretty bad Seasonal Affective Disorder right now. Depression is such a strange state of mind, going beyond just sadness. It seems to be like fingerprints, with no two experiences quite the same.
I see my friends struggling, and I have to remind…
And just keep in mind that those of us who struggle - if we could eat a spaceship to fix it, we’d be first in line with forks and knives and welding tools. I feel just as helpless as my friends do seeing me this way, but…
But the best thing my friends ever did for me was to stop asking “why.” “Why are you depressed?” is the gateway to “Well here’s how to fix that.” The day that I could say “I’m having a crap day and feeling low” and my friends just went “hugs” was the day I realized how much I love my friends. It, perversely, gave me hope to be accepted like that.
About the last bit, there really is so much to a ‘simple’ “I’m here for you” to some people. I’ve been very depressed...
This is gonna go a bit off topic, but this reminds me of the masculine vs feminine way of dealing with things, too....
“You’re excellent and awesome and I will love you even if you can’t get off the couch today.” “You’re excellent and...
And just keep in mind that those of us who struggle - if we could eat a spaceship to fix it, we’d be first in line with...
Ahaha, something for me to keep in mind. I apologize right now to anyone I have forced/will force advice on at any...