Depression sucks.
It just does! It sucks the fun, joy and color out of every thing that is fun joyful and brilliant around you.
Being the hypo-manic person I am, there are times when, for no reason at all, depression descends. It is not an overwhelming, drowning or suffocating depression. But its the kind of thing that takes the happy edge off of everything in such a subtle way that there are times when I don't even know its happened and have to look back and say, "Oh ya, I think I was a little depressed."
The thing is, there are a lot of people who get depressed as a function of our brains. Its not because he's an asshole or she's a bitch (although, it can certainly appear that way at times), and since none of us will ever know for sure how another person feels or perceives something, it can be really hard to understand.
I have begun to notice that when my mood is at its lower point I actually see things a little differently then I would normally and perceive them in a questionable if not negative way.
ON THE OTHER SIDE OF THIS!! Coming out of this frame of mind, into an amazing summer day is one of the best experiences you can possibly know. Its like everything has got color to the third power, everything smells 300 times better and being alive is so incredibly brilliant!!
Statistically more people suffer from some kind of depression than don't. So the next time someone you know and love is off, being cranky, bitchie, or moody, give them some space and the benefit of the doubt as they are more than likely to come out of it on their own, and they will love you twice as much as ever afterwards.
Sometimes it takes seeing things in black and white to make you wonder at all the color.
Peace and such!
M
