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I Find It Hard To Explain What It’s Like To Live With Depression, So I Draw It
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I have a high functioning type of severe depression, meaning that I still keep up with the tasks expected from me to appear outwardly normal. It's an endless effort to put on the facade, but I've become very good at it.
I still believe telling others puts a burden on them, though all my friends and psychiatrists have said the contrary. When people ask me "how do you feel?" and actually want a genuine answer, I struggle to find the words. And thus, the drawings became a communication tool to show the turmoil below the surface.
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Shadows Of My Mind Closing In
per me è sempre stata un grande buco nero che mi stava dietro. a volte più vicino, a volte più lontano, per un periodo credevo anche di averlo seminato, ma non si può cancellare una parte della propria vita e negli ultimi anni è di nuovo qui, più vicino che mai. for me it was always a big black hole that was behind me. sometimes closer, sometimes farther away, for a time I also thought I had sown it, but you can not erase a part of your life and in the last few years it's here again, closer than ever.
Stay Away In Case I Hurt You..
Good Things Are There... I Can't Feel Any Of Them
sai che in fondo sei una donna fortunata, che hai amici, una relazione, una casa, un lavoro, tanti hobby, animali che ti amano, insomma tutto quello che volevi, ma è come se fosse tutto dall'altra parte di un vetro, irraggiungibile, ed inutile. You know that after all you are a lucky woman, you have friends, a relationship, a home, a job, lots of hobbies, animals that love you, in short, everything you wanted, but it's like everything else on the other side of a glass, unattainable, and useless.
So Empty
amazing how well she pictures these feelings...and so sad...people who do not identify don't want to see these....
So Far From Everyone
I Have The Key To The Quick Exit... Do I Use It?
Force A Smile
I too was a clown to the world. But alone at home I cried inside and out. :(
Tug 'O' War... Pulls From Either Side Hurt Just As Much
Creeping Up
the style of this drawing is depression it self...is this person OK? there is help available I am 71 and have dealt with this all my life there is hope...never give up on yourself...
Trapped By My Own Shadow
Weight Of The Shadow
Feeble Fighting
These are outstanding. I can totally relate as a fellow high functioning major depressive. Thank you, CHuZ.
Heart Has Burst Away
Every single one is exactly how i felt, I'm much better but the darkness is still around me, threatening to come back. Thank you this will help make others understand what it's like.
Me too. I've experienced many episodes and during each I come up with new comparisons. This one doesn't feel liek having stones in my pockets but rather being strangled. I am barely breathing what others are and barely getting enough life-power from it.
Powerful and pretty accurate, sadly.
My depression is not being able to help depressed people. I have such empathy for the very few people I know suffering from depression but yet I cannot fathom how to help.
Just be there. Tell then everything is going to be ok. Don't overdo it. Just be human and listen to the cry-outs. Don't dive in. Just listen....
Just being there for them, without any judgement, is a great help. If you don't know what to say - don't say anything and don't give up on them. You can ask if they need anything, basic things like groceries or smth. Asking for help in depresion is a whole new lever of torment. Sometimes it's impossible to do anything, like errands etc., really, so it would be a great way of helping. Especially when it's a single person, living alone.
Take me out for a cuppa, lunch maybe. Just ring me up for a chat, like maybe i am a person worth chatting with. Little things.
Just ask them what you can do to help&let them talk, thats a big help right there
Every single one is exactly how i felt, I'm much better but the darkness is still around me, threatening to come back. Thank you this will help make others understand what it's like.
Me too. I've experienced many episodes and during each I come up with new comparisons. This one doesn't feel liek having stones in my pockets but rather being strangled. I am barely breathing what others are and barely getting enough life-power from it.
Powerful and pretty accurate, sadly.
My depression is not being able to help depressed people. I have such empathy for the very few people I know suffering from depression but yet I cannot fathom how to help.
Just be there. Tell then everything is going to be ok. Don't overdo it. Just be human and listen to the cry-outs. Don't dive in. Just listen....
Just being there for them, without any judgement, is a great help. If you don't know what to say - don't say anything and don't give up on them. You can ask if they need anything, basic things like groceries or smth. Asking for help in depresion is a whole new lever of torment. Sometimes it's impossible to do anything, like errands etc., really, so it would be a great way of helping. Especially when it's a single person, living alone.
Take me out for a cuppa, lunch maybe. Just ring me up for a chat, like maybe i am a person worth chatting with. Little things.
Just ask them what you can do to help&let them talk, thats a big help right there