I started to post this on Facebook—then I thought better of it.
I have this blog, after all, and it’s been sitting here for over a year, waiting for me to do something (anything!) with it.
And what better subjects to begin with than two subjects I’m so well-versed in? Grief for my first post.
And for this one—depression.
I’ve suffered from depression since childhood. I never truly knew it was chronic (and I never thought to have that checked out) until the first time I took a medication that worked. That was two months after my mom died, and three months before my sister was killed.
I will likely write a series of posts on depression. But—because I also have ADD, they probably won’t be in any discernible order, or in a set cadence, either. I don’t have that kind of linear bandwidth. *smirk*
I will say this.
I have never seen or heard anyone speak about depression so fully, so eloquently, and so accurately. I am blown away. In hearing this TED talk, I immediately felt understood.
If you have ever struggled with depression—I implore you to hear this TED talk. If you have a loved one who has ever suffered from depression—I implore you to hear this TED talk.
And, if you think you may have some form of depression, but you don’t know if that rings true, and you’re in a little bit of denial, and you aren’t sure where to go from here, then I most especially implore you—beg you, even—to hear this TED talk.
You won’t regret it.