What Depression Looks Like:
Looking forward to when it's dark enough to crawl in bed without feeling guilty
Crawling in bed while it's still light and not caring
Saying no when you mean yes
Not answering the phone
Wishing someone would call and stay on the line without talking, just so you feel connected
Not washing your hair for three days
Cutting your hair short to match your sexless mood
Going alone to a sad movie so you can cry in the dark for a reason
Forgetting to eat
Eating to forget
Hiding behind sunglasses, as if the world can't see you when you've darkened it
Not dancing when you hear music that used to move you
Moving behind the music to let it dance on you instead
Realizing that you haven't absorbed a word of the last several pages you just read
Realizing you haven't heard a word of what someone just said
Knowing that you missed the above two because you left your body a while back
Watching movies every day to live someone else's life rather than your own
Straining to remember how it felt to dance wildly, laugh from your belly, celebrate the light
Knowing that in time, you will remember, it will all come back to you and you'll forget how this felt
Praying that it is soon
Remembering that you lost your religion a long time ago
Praying anyway
beautiful..
Posted by: Courtney | January 27, 2004 at 04:55 PM
Yes, that's depression all right. I'm sorry that you know it as well as you do. It is a true gift to be able to write about pain so beautifully. Thank you for sharing your gift with me today.
Posted by: Paula | January 27, 2004 at 06:38 PM
It is a dance I know well and wish I could erase from my body language.
Posted by: Loretta | January 28, 2004 at 10:36 AM
As a person who lives with low-grade chronic depression every day, and has experienced gut-wrenching hospitalizations twice for depression, you have hit the nail on the head. What I'm really, really glad to see is that you aren't using metaphorical suicide wishes as part of the poem.
Posted by: Fran | January 28, 2004 at 08:17 PM
What a powerful thought-provoking post!
Posted by: Sharon | January 31, 2004 at 02:50 PM
excellent blog. as Paula says, thank you for sharing your gift.
Posted by: D | February 03, 2004 at 07:35 AM
I felt like that the other day. That photo captures it perfectly.
Posted by: Mel | February 04, 2004 at 12:31 PM
You've been reading my mail.
Posted by: John | February 05, 2004 at 08:18 PM
What a beautiful post. Thanks for sharing your talent.
Posted by: Judi | February 08, 2004 at 01:36 PM
I have always wondered why cutting hair feels so right in those times. Native Americans do that to show their grief, in the movie "Frida", she cut her hair after her husband cheated, I cut my hair when I was devestated. I think you said it right "to match your sexless mood". I never realized what exactly it was. Besides showing on the outside how ugly you feel on the inside, it is to cut off anything that used to make you feel desired because that it gone too.
Posted by: ags | March 03, 2004 at 01:34 PM
Thank you. It's all beautiful to read.
Posted by: Lena | March 06, 2004 at 06:09 PM
Thank you. I read this yesterday and it stayed in my mind, poking at me uncomfortably...there were too many "me
too"s and at 8PM last night, I reluctantly came out of my denial and accepted that the Black Dog had returned; indeed, he's been nosing around for 3 or 4 months, I just was ignoring him. After a sleepless night of anger, frustration, shame and sadness, I called my doctor, saw him this morning, am adjusting my meds (for the umpteenth time), and am restarting weekly therapy sessions. You would think after a lifetime (I'm 63) of this, I would "get it" sooner...
Please keep writing about it as the spirit moves you.
Posted by: Margy Houtz | March 16, 2004 at 11:24 AM
deep sigh.........yes. And I know those feelings all too well. It's an endless struggle. Thanks for putting those hard feelings into words.
Posted by: moon | January 27, 2005 at 02:19 PM
You've got my head spinning. I don't think I've ever seen depression so perfectly described. I fight it, too...have all of my life. Strange to know that there are millions who suffer similarly and yet still feel totally alone. *sigh*
Posted by: Karl | May 21, 2006 at 10:58 PM
Thank you for this, it makes me feel like I am not completely alone or just making this stuff up as I go along. That there's a rhythm to depression.
I found this while I was looking for hair + depression, because I just had my hair highlighted 2 weeks ago on my parents' dime and then when they went away to Russia, I bleached it and then dyed it back to a dark, dark brown and cut it again into a bob. I guess it needed to be cut anyway, but I just feel like I wasn't ready to have light hair again. Eating, cutting, dying, it's all just trying to hide.
Thank you for helping me, too.
Posted by: Alli | June 03, 2007 at 09:57 AM
This is one really good description of depression and what it feels like to feel this.It's really difficult sometimes and some people find it impossible to overcome it even with all kinds of medications and doctors.
Posted by: Cara Fletcher | September 17, 2007 at 06:57 AM
beautifully said. depression is a struggle...in so many different ways.
Posted by: Melgallant.wordpress.com | November 26, 2010 at 05:05 PM
oh my god, wow. it feels like i wrote that. woah.
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