While visiting Lisa’s blogcasa at Underground Energy I found that she’d reblogged this great post by hastywords about depression and writing. It’s well worth your time to surf through to read the entire post–and to share it with anyone you think might be in need of the kindness of doing so. Take care of yourself and others. Namaste
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There are some things we just have to experience to understand.
I couldn’t stand listening to them whine. My classmates, my co-workers, my friends and my family coming to me and sucking my positive energy dry. Those with so called “depression” were always so negative and I didn’t understand. I didn’t understand. I am ashamed of myself for not understanding.
I didn’t understand that depression wasn’t a mood or a frame of mind. I didn’t understand that my loved ones weren’t wallowing in self-pity. I was angry every time one of them attempted suicide or succeeded in killing themselves. I was angry at how selfish they had to have been to think only of themselves, to “take the easy way out”. I am ashamed of myself for not understanding.
I remember lying in bed one night with thoughts flying through my head faster than I could grab them. One night…
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