Depression – it’s not a word that is used in ‘polite’ company is it? It’s a subject that is whispered about in hushed voices in ‘over the fence’ type discussions. It’s something that happens to weak people when they get really upset about something isn’t it? Or maybe anyone can be depressed? Maybe when a close family member dies we get depressed?
Is that what depression is?
As someone that has been living with depression in one form or another for almost their whole life, I can see that it takes many forms. The black dog has many faces and affects each of it’s victims (not a word I like, more on that later…) in different ways.
The most common view of clinical depression and related issues is a very negative one. I have lost count of the amount of times that I have been told that I should ‘pull myself together’ and that I have ‘nothing to be depressed about’.
Yeah, because it’s that easy….
So – that’s my kind of rambling way of introducing ths blog. It’s going to be a mixed bag, part self-help, part diary, and hopfully part resource for anyone who like me has a pet (black) dog that follows them around. Sometimes it’s little wet nose is pressing on the back of my neck, sometimes it’s barking in my face, sometimes it’s off having fun by itself, but it’s mine and it’s always there, somewhere.
I’ve come to love it in a strange way, and that’s one of the things I want to explore as it’s one of the things that my family and friends have found the most difficult to understand.
So there we are, a start! I hope to be back soon, but lunch hour at work is nearly over and I am having a really good productive day so want to keep the momentum going. Bye for now, chat soon!