The other day Robin Williams tragically lost his fight with depression. The thing is I don’t believe he gave up, just that he lost a battle and this battle was for his life.
Their are two great truths that I have discovered about depression — firstly, it sucks, literally. It drains the life and energy and vitality out of you. And even though you know that the things that you are battling with (getting into the shower, getting dressed, eating, doing some basic work, connecting with friends, etc.) are not really hugely arduous tasks, in that constant series of moments they are. The other great truth is that depression lies, and its gremlins twist events into the worst possible light. The words that your loved ones say get twisted into you like a knife, laughter becomes sinister and targeted at you instead of joyful and innocent.
But the thing is sometimes we get through the fight, and we have allies. And it is okay to say I am not okay.
Love and fighting,