can i be real for a second? because this one is really hitting me hard…
depression is an evil, debilitating disease. it invades your thoughts to you to the point where you are unrecognizable to yourself and your loved ones. it becomes your reality and you feel like you’re never going to get out of it. i know, because i have dealt with it and am still dealing with it. i thought crying yourself to sleep on a regular basis was a totally normal thing. i thought that having constant negative thought cycles was just how my mind was supposed to work. i’m very lucky that i have some amazing family and friends who saw this in me and urged me to seek help. i was in a really bad place a few months ago, so i took their advice and started seeing a counselor and a life coach to help me work through it. i know i’ll never completely shake it, but i am leaps and bounds happier than i was this time last year, which i honestly didn’t even think was possible.
i think people are often shocked when comedians are depressed or commit suicide. humor can be a coping mechanism for these dark thoughts, and it’s something that i’ve definitely used to try and mask how i’m actually feeling. we have lost a brilliantly talented human being in robin williams to depression, and it just kind of feels unfair.
all of this is to say - if you know someone who might be dealing with depression, but doesn’t recognize it, talk to them. let them you love them. tell them that getting help isn’t a sign of weakness, but instead of strength and a desire to get better. i am eternally grateful for the people that recognized it in me, because who knows where i would’ve been today if they hadn’t.
i’m not great with words, but allie brosh of hyperbole and a half is, and she has written some really honest, phenomenal things about her battle with depression. i would encourage you all to read her posts: