#127 Depression – ‘Carrying A Heavy Burden’

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Depression from the outside can appear flimsy or an easy way out; an excuse even. The truth is of course that it is anything but easy. It can be difficult to explain to a lay person and to express what it actually feels like I sometimes use metaphor or analogy – it is just more relatable.

Lets take it back to the basics, today I wanted to get up and move. It is a simple request to the rest of the body and other people can probably do it without thinking, but it is not that easy; not so simple. It is like hauling a shelving unit full of delicate kitchenware and food across the room. The distance is small, so close you can almost touch it even, but it is just far enough away that you have to be careful. You can’t ask anyone else for help and you can’t just lay in bed. It must be done.

The way I approach this is by breaking the heavy burden down into smaller tasks, compartmentalise these things. OK, I take down each mug, plate and mixing bowl. Easy. That wasn’t so hard and it wasn’t so heavy. Then I move on to the fresh food baskets, there’s some old stuff in there and now is as good a time as any for a clear out. It is easier to tackle these past issues one by one, it actually feels good to throw away old stuff.

The aim here is obviously to break this heavy burden down into tiny pieces, remove them all one by one, that makes the once heavy thing into a very light thing. You end up in a position where you can actually move the shelving unit, move yourself. Get up and move even if it is only 2 metres. The day can be a success, and success is of course a relative term. Other people may have done this or that today but you moved a shelving unit and it was all you could do, no shame in that.

So some times I use metaphor and analogy to explain depression, other times I’m so content and my day has been so uneventful that I just describe how I moved a shelving unit from one side of the kitchen to the other. I had to, so I could scrape the parquet floor underneath.

Mindfump.

 

 

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27 Comments

  1. desertcurmudgeon

    Thankfully, it’s been a while since I’ve found myself in the swamp of depression to the point where it’s debilitating, but I remember those times vividly. I recall many days where I managed to get out of bed, maybe even take a shower, and I felt the same sense of accomplishment that marathon runners must experience upon crossing the finish line after 26 grueling miles. A freaking shower was my equivalent of the longest foot race ever devised.

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  2. Becca

    But what to start with? Mug, plate, mixing bowl of basket? My inability to decide makes me not do anything at all. I like the analogy though. Most days I do just that…. one step at a time. But not now. I feel like I can only make three trips and I have four items and now I have to decide which I must leave behind. Or do I just say screw it and leave the kitchen never to return?

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  3. chasingsunshine758

    Thank you for sharing. This is very helpful. When I go through my bouts of depression I find it very hard to just get out of my bed. I find myself spending the whole day in there and just sleeping. This post reminds me to just take it one step at a time. To get up and get a rewarding cup of coffee maybe. Honestly this post was very helpful, thanks so much ❤

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