This is really raw and describes depression so well.
It has been on my mind quite a bit of late.
I have been talking to fellow sufferers, although I do hate that word, sufferer.
Whether you are deep in the midst of a depressive episode, or have come out the other side, I believe we are depression survivors, not sufferers.
Don’t get me wrong, when depression hits us, we do suffer.
It is a shockingly painful and debilitating illness.
It is not a matter of simply pulling oneself together.
It is not a matter of simply being sad.
I can only speak of my experience, and perhaps others people’s are very different, but for me it was a dark, confusing time, where the act of making myself get up and get dressed felt like too difficult a task some days.
I used to describe it as brain fog.
Fellow women readers, think the world’s worst…
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