Depression distorts reality, making the world appear bleak and pointless. Depression tells us that we are stupid, ugly, and have no purpose. Depression says, “don’t try, don’t hope, and don’t believe that things can get better.” Depression lies and lies and lies. In the fog it’s hard to see clearly.
It’s incredible the difference between the mind under the influence of depression and the healthy mind. It’s as though two different people reside in the same body, one dark, empty, morose, the other realistic, sometimes happy, clear-eyed. In the fog things are seen and said that would appear crazy to one standing in the clear light of mental health. In the darkness, one truly believes in the ghosts under the bed.
The blend of chemistry that leads to the dark mood is mysterious at best. The science is soft. And it seems environment can’t be ruled out as at least a partial cause. Thankfully, it appears that the thinking such as we learn in cognitive behaviorial therapy (CBT) can have an impact on mood. I’ve found, however, that when I’m in the depths it’s near impossible to think my way out.
To remain clear-eyed is the goal. Seeing reality as it is, not as depression would have us believe. Understanding that for every negative there are ten positives. For every set-back, an opportunity. For every moment of melancholy, infinite moments of joy, possibility, and redemption.