Depression is something many people deal with, it is a REAL disease and one that can be extremely challenging to deal with. In some case it doesn’t end well and it is a topic that we shouldn’t keep quiet about, we shouldn’t be ashamed to talk about it and we should be open to knowing about those around us who do suffer from it. It is a hard thing to talk about and one that people stay away from talking about. I am not ashamed to admit that I battle with depression and to talk about it anymore. As for anyone fighting it there are good days and there are bad days but how we handle it and who we surround ourselves with is important to kicking its butt. I personally have taken the stance that I will not let it control my life, I will not let the bad days define who I am and I will not give up on sharing my experience with it in hopes of helping others in the same boat.
With the event of today, with the world hearing about the loss of Robin Williams my facebook news feed has been filled with many wonderful pictures and comments about him, the movies he has been in and the humor and laughs he shared with the world with the exception of a few people who have deemed him “a horrible person”, an asshole for taking his own life, that alcohol is what made him depressed and other even more derogatory comments. And it made my brain spin, his battle with depression wasn’t a secret. The fact that he drank wasn’t a secret. But obviously how he was feeling on the inside was very much a secret.
He was able to make the world laugh and smile but he was unable to do the same for himself. The end result was that he took his own life. (based on what the news is saying)
Depression is not for the weak!
The word weak was one that I saw in a post someone wrote and I can not wrap my head around someone calling another person weak who was dealing with depression. I don’t know how long her fought it, if it was 30 years of fighting that is a long time. A long long time to be fighting it, day in and day out and that to me makes him a strong person.
I battle with depression, some days are good days, some days are bad days and I am so thankful that I have never gotten to the point where I never thought my life was worth taking. I am so thankful that I have the friends and family around me who know me, who I have talked to and they know exactly when the signs start to show and they help me snap out of it when I can not do it on my own (which thankfully is not very often at all).
People making comments about those who fight depression obviously have never dealt with it themselves. They have never dealt with wanting to do nothing but sleep for 18 hours straight, or not wanting to do anything but stay in the house. The feelings are REAL when it comes to depression. The disease is REAL. And it takes a STRONG person to deal with it. It took me YEARS to write my first post on this blog about battling depression and I was fearful of the response that would come from it, I was fearful of the judging and hitting publish on thats post is probably the hardest post I have ever posted on this blog. Looking back I am thankful I wrote that post, the emails, messages and comments about it were overwhelming from people thankful that I wrote the post and shared the same feelings that they have.
Our society has put such a stigma on the word depression, as a whole people feel bad for having these feelings and instead of getting help they hid. They hide their feelings, they hide from the world and they hide from themselves. Afraid of what the reaction might be if they were to openly admit that they have depression. Fear of what people would say about them or how they would treat them. Fear of the comments that people would make instead of wanting to be there to help them.
Depression is not for the weak, those who are fighting depression are strong people. They take steps all the time to make sure they are one step ahead of the battle, the feelings and the forever disease that is trying to take over their life. While the whole time they have no idea why they are having these feelings, these thoughts or any of it. They are just hoping that when the hard times hit they are able to get out of it and that their support system will stay in tact so that its an easier battle to fight then it is when they are alone fighting it.
For those who are fighting the battle of depression, keep your head high, you got this. Even when things are tough there is a light at the tunnel, things will get better and you can handle it and will get better.
For those who have friends who come to them to talk about battling depression I urge you to let them talk, be there with open arms and stand by them. The times when depression hits it can hit hard even when taking the steps they know to avoid it and sometimes they just need a friend who says they are there to listen and be on their side without judging them.