Monday's Musings

Depression Is No Stranger

Yesterday, Lisa Bull wrote about depression on her weekly post for my blog. She mentioned a couple of things that, if you have every experienced depression, you probably nodded your head and said, “Um hmm. Been there.”

Sarah Price

One of the things she wrote really touched me because the feelings she described are far too familiar:

About three years ago, I had a “break down”. My mind and my body decided simultaneously that I stressed them out too much and they were done. My world stopped. It was during that time that I became totally dependent—dependent on my husband, dependent on my boys, and most of all, dependent on God. There was no more “Lisa” left.

There was no more “Lisa” left.

Wow. Spot on.

Depression is no stranger to my house. It started after I had my son, Alex and continues until today. There are periods of good times and then the hand of Satan seems to break through our door and bombards us with yucky things. When too much builds up, I can slip into that well of sorrow and simply cannot crawl out. Usually I feel it happening and try to fight it. I let my family know what is bothering me but either the person cannot control the situation (re: Alex’s illness last year) or the person chooses NOT to control the situation (re: no comment).

When someone is severely depressed and cannot find the joy that Lisa mentions in her post, other people react different to her (or him). Their lives continue and, as tends to be the case in our society, centers around their own needs, wants, and desires. Many people don’t understand depression. It’s still one of those hush-hush topics that people gossip about—despite the fact that they, too, have most likely gone through a depression during their life. They call it a mental illness and the person is sick, two ways of describing it that are accurate but not when spoken with disdain and a touch of superiority, as if the inflicted person is now broken and inferior.

So when Lisa wrote that, during her depression, her demeanor might have been ugly and people described her as intimidating, harsh, and scary, I take exception to that. With all due respect, I counter that the opposite is true. If a person has a long-term illness, they are going to feel very “glass is half empty. Severe depression and its friend, anxiety, are not feelings that you can “snap out of it” or merely pretend are not happening. The way that the people around us provide support and compassion can help with the healing process. But if people do not understand or offer that Christian compassion, merely continue to ignore the fact that someone is unusually sad and stoop so low as to criticize that person, whose behavior is ugly?

I can assure you that calling someone intimidating, scary, harsh, sick, mental, crazy, and (my personal favorite) bi-polar does NOT help a person who is severely depressed. Instead, those are just more labels that, whether intentionally or unintentionally, drag the person further into that well of darkness.


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8 thoughts on “Depression Is No Stranger

  1. I suffer from depression and anxiety. If you’ve never been to that dark place…Get on your knees and thank God. Count your blessings. It’s a lonely place ….. Where you feel alone. God is there and during a bout of depression you truly learn what it means to lean on the Lord. My heart breaks for those who don’t have that faith. Also… Please never judge those who need medication….
    Sometimes it’s the only thing that will stop an ugly spiral into more darkness. If you have a question ask… We don’t need judgement we need communication.
    Apologies for being long winded. Thank you Sarah and Lisa for sharing.

  2. I have heard you comment on depression and admit to the fact that it continues to confound me as to how to best help. If one tries to talk one out of it, it seems as though there is not understanding. If it is someone you love, all you want to do is help. BUT HOW? That is what bothers me. HOW? One cannot ignore it and one cannot go on living their life when a loved one is in that black hole. It consumes the bystander who cares. Maybe that is another form of depression. I surely have no answers; however, depression has crossed the paths of my life many times….friends and family, So far, I have outrun it. Wish me luck to continue to stay ahead. Any suggestions on how to help a person you really, really love from depression and if they are struggling with depression. I need that help….just in case.

  3. BTDT. I think it’s hard sometimes to feel God’s love when we’re down (as if we don’t deserve it) and it’s hard to remember how to show God’s love to others when they’re down (Easier to be frustrated and worried), but that’s the answer … to have charity for ourselves and others, following Jesus’s example.

  4. I love that people are more open these days about depression and all other things that people go thru. The strong ones can pray for the other ones who are not weak people, but strong people having weak moments. God gives us one another as gifts to hold hands and carry one another thru until victory comes.

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