I Find It Hard To Explain What It’s Like To Live With Depression, So I Draw It
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
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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.
Non lasciarla vincere, spero che tu riesca a combattere e sconfiggerla. Riconoscerla è già un grande passo!
Load More Replies...Stay Away In Case I Hurt You..
non verresti trattare male chi ti sta accanto, ma sembra che la parte peggiore di te venga a galla, ed agisca a prescindere dalla tua volontà. you will not treat badly those around you, but it seems that the worst part of you comes to the surface, and acts regardless of your will.
People will invite me to lunch-- I say No simply b.c I know I am horrible company.
I've done the same thing. I've also gone and been horrible company - they didn't mind. It's hard though, I know.
Load More Replies...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.
Yes, that thick glass wall! Horrible flipping thing.
Load More Replies...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?
I've survived four attempts. I'm always scared that this is how I leave the world.
Burning In Fire... But Don't Come Near
Force A Smile
I too was a clown to the world. But alone at home I cried inside and out. :(
I work in retail and I have to force a smile every day even when all I want to do scream and cry.
Tug 'O' War... Pulls From Either Side Hurt Just As Much
Tipping Balance
Reaching Out... So Painful
Falling
True Reflections
I Spread Gloom
Shadow Has Taken Over My Heart
i think this is me too. But my partner doesn't seem to understand that
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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...
I agree. I can relate to many of these, but if the artist is feeling all of this at once, that's concerning.
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i have bpd so i feel u :( its so sad that we're strangers and are connecting on THIS topic
The Weapon Can Kill Us Both
Trapped By My Own Shadow
Shower Of Darkness
Can't Catch All The Fragments
I Have To Go Where The Shadow Pulls Me
Stranglehold
Weight Of The Shadow
Hanging On
I Want Rid Of This Tangled Mess
Which Way To Go?
Feeble Fighting
Melting Into The Shadow, Spreading Darkness
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.
Load More Replies...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....
Load More Replies...I wish people who never experienced deppresion would at least try understand it. I' ve never in my real life met anyone compassionate or helpful about it, I guess because noone knows what to do or say...? Yet callousness (not only in the depression matter) shocks me and makes me lose faith in humanity. Things I've heard about this horrible conditions, my condition... No wonder there are so many suicides. People who I met online helped me fight my darkness, because they went through the same stuff and managed to tame it... Yet the ones, tho are theoretically "the close ones" are not even aware I fought this battle... Yes, a battle, because it's a war that never ends.
So sad and real. You call it a shadow - I call it my prison. No matter what I do - I always wind up in the same cell of undermining powerlesness. Your drawings makes me sad, because I can relate... They are good
Help me understand. if a person was very very depressed, and something exciting happened. like winning the lottery, or getting whisked away to some place far and exciting. or a sudden Fire in your apartment. does the mood change? like can a sudden rush a of adrenaline cure it?
Depression levels can fluctuate over periods of time so if an event caught me when I was in a black pit then, no, I wouldn't give a stuff about winning the lottery and I really would not care to be whisked away somewhere. The fire - I have pets so I would do what is necessary to save them. They save me every day. A lot of the time can be spent feeling nothing and people can batter away at it but nothing gets in. The better days, yes, it would make a difference and give a lift for a little while. Does that help? It's good that you want to try and understand.
Load More Replies...Ok, sorry if this is disturbing, but it's the only metaphor that works. Having depression, at least for me, is like juggling knives. Every time you mess up, a knife falls and goes into your hand, making it harder to juggle. You wish you could stop hurting yourself with just that knife, but that first one still in your hand makes it harder to juggle the others. So another slips. And another. Until there's nothing left of you to keep juggling anymore.
How do I delete a comment? it's showing my real name and I don't want that.
The black dog is a destructive force, so many people have exited the building due to depression&its so very sad
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.
Load More Replies...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....
Load More Replies...I wish people who never experienced deppresion would at least try understand it. I' ve never in my real life met anyone compassionate or helpful about it, I guess because noone knows what to do or say...? Yet callousness (not only in the depression matter) shocks me and makes me lose faith in humanity. Things I've heard about this horrible conditions, my condition... No wonder there are so many suicides. People who I met online helped me fight my darkness, because they went through the same stuff and managed to tame it... Yet the ones, tho are theoretically "the close ones" are not even aware I fought this battle... Yes, a battle, because it's a war that never ends.
So sad and real. You call it a shadow - I call it my prison. No matter what I do - I always wind up in the same cell of undermining powerlesness. Your drawings makes me sad, because I can relate... They are good
Help me understand. if a person was very very depressed, and something exciting happened. like winning the lottery, or getting whisked away to some place far and exciting. or a sudden Fire in your apartment. does the mood change? like can a sudden rush a of adrenaline cure it?
Depression levels can fluctuate over periods of time so if an event caught me when I was in a black pit then, no, I wouldn't give a stuff about winning the lottery and I really would not care to be whisked away somewhere. The fire - I have pets so I would do what is necessary to save them. They save me every day. A lot of the time can be spent feeling nothing and people can batter away at it but nothing gets in. The better days, yes, it would make a difference and give a lift for a little while. Does that help? It's good that you want to try and understand.
Load More Replies...Ok, sorry if this is disturbing, but it's the only metaphor that works. Having depression, at least for me, is like juggling knives. Every time you mess up, a knife falls and goes into your hand, making it harder to juggle. You wish you could stop hurting yourself with just that knife, but that first one still in your hand makes it harder to juggle the others. So another slips. And another. Until there's nothing left of you to keep juggling anymore.
How do I delete a comment? it's showing my real name and I don't want that.
The black dog is a destructive force, so many people have exited the building due to depression&its so very sad
