Becoming semi-functional is the best I can hope for. Still equals a miserable life.
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- Aug 8, 2019
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I think also the fact that most of us have always felt sad and if we recover we lose part of our identity
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- Dec 11, 2019
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This makes depression sound so trivial. Like it's a fashion choice or something.
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I actually agree and think this is very true, because this statement actually goes a lot deeper than one would imagine. Depression is a very strange and complex thing or should I say entity. It affects us despite the extremely different circumstances we are in, which is why we say it doesn't discriminate, regardless of our wealth, status or looks. Over a long period of time, it does become an integral part of us, we find hard to lose and disconnect from. You do not need to be in dire straits to feel the full force of it.
Some of us in fact, as much as we hate it, are in love with our sorrow. We are somehow attracted to it, it almost seems like we want to be sad, and losing that feeling makes us feel like we have lost a part of ourselves. The sadness makes us miserable and comfortable at the same time. I think this is one of the ironies and oxymorons of depression, which makes it so hard and complicated to understand.
Sometimes in times of supposed joy, I find the darkness lurking nearby. Metaphorically, I would describe it as being at a party, at a sudden glance over to the other end of the room, you catch your old friend appearing out of nowhere, waving to you.
From my side. I respectfully and honestly don't think this statement is trivial.
