Depression is humiliating. It turns intelligent, kind people into zombies who can’t wash a dish or change their socks. It affects the ability to think clearly, to feel anything, to ascribe value to your children, your lifelong passions, your relative good fortune. It scoops out your normal healthy ability to cope with bad days and bad news, and replaces it with an unrecognizable sludge that finds no pleasure, no delight, no point in anything outside of bed. You alienate your friends because you can’t comport yourself socially, you risk your job because you can’t concentrate, you live in moderate squalor because you have no energy to stand up, let alone take out the garbage. You become pathetic and you know it. And you have no capacity to stop the downward plunge. You have no perspective, no emotional reserves, no faith that it will get better. So you feel guilty and ashamed of your inability to deal with life like a regular human, which exacerbates the depression and the isolation. If you’ve never been depressed, thank your lucky stars and back off the folks who take a pill so they can make eye contact with the grocery store cashier. No one on earth would choose the nightmare of depression over an averagely turbulent normal life.

It’s not an incapacity to cope with day to day living in the modern world. It’s an incapacity to function. At all. If you and your loved ones have been spared, every blessing to you. If depression has taken root in you or your loved ones, every blessing to you, too. No one chooses it. No one deserves it. It runs in families, it ruins families. You cannot imagine what it takes to feign normalcy, to show up to work, to make a dentist appointment, to pay bills, to walk your dog, to return library books on time, to keep enough toilet paper on hand, when you are exerting most of your capacity on trying not to kill yourself. Depression is real. Just because you’ve never had it doesn’t make it imaginary. Compassion is also real. And a depressed person may cling desperately to it until they are out of the woods and they may remember your compassion for the rest of their lives as a force greater than their depression. Have a heart. Judge not lest ye be judged.

- (via theonlymatty)

Source: sherunsfromdarkness

28 July 167419 bealightinthedark

Notes

  1. holdontothedarkness reblogged this from were-all-a-little-madd-here
  2. clairebear931 reblogged this from were-all-a-little-madd-here
  3. chello227 reblogged this from hearts-stillbeat-thesame
  4. pinkrosesandbutterflies reblogged this from penrosed-down
  5. were-all-a-little-madd-here reblogged this from nofood-and-raz0rblades
  6. cairnclover reblogged this from middleearthh
  7. bl-o-o-d reblogged this from nofood-and-raz0rblades
  8. mustakraskish reblogged this from middleearthh
  9. thatgurlraychul reblogged this from bleeding-for-acceptance
  10. elenawarriorrprincess reblogged this from middleearthh
  11. middleearthh reblogged this from bitemeharder
  12. bitemeharder reblogged this from hendobrianjordan
  13. bleeding-for-acceptance reblogged this from narwayns
  14. hendobrianjordan reblogged this from marjonhatesdayslikethese
  15. an-aura-of-eleg4nce reblogged this from nofood-and-raz0rblades
  16. lovelymisscertifiable reblogged this from ofmiceanndmaria
  17. narwayns reblogged this from scars--tell-stories
  18. landl0cked-blues reblogged this from hearts-stillbeat-thesame
  19. ofmiceanndmaria reblogged this from hearts-stillbeat-thesame
  20. alone-and-lost-in-paradisee reblogged this from hearts-stillbeat-thesame
  21. hearts-stillbeat-thesame reblogged this from nofood-and-raz0rblades
  22. hurt-ing-bad-ly reblogged this from scars--tell-stories
  23. nofood-and-raz0rblades reblogged this from scars--tell-stories
  24. scars--tell-stories reblogged this from whitefaceandscarredplaces
  25. worldslikewater reblogged this from disintegratedsanity
  26. like-a-creeper-i reblogged this from hannahj0an
  27. teenageunderdog reblogged this from sweetthoughtsofthesuicidalkind

← Previous Post Next Post →

About The Movement:

My name is Daniell, and I am the creator of the Internal Acceptance Movement (I. A.M.)

Need support? Have a question?

  • Ask me anything
    • I'm here and I care.

    The Internal Acceptance Movement is an online space that advocates self-acceptance, healthy body image, recovery from self-destructive behaviors and addictions, and the acceptance of all people, regardless of what they look like, who they identify as, what they have been through, and where they come from. I. A.M. is a space that offers support to those battling their inner demons and strength to continue fighting when all hope seems to be gone.

    I. A.M. represents the idea that as human beings, we aren't defined by anything external, such as our weight, appearance, body shape, gender, sexuality, ethnicity, clothing choices, income, occupation, or background. But that instead, it's our internal qualities--our character and attitude, our passions and dreams, our soul and spirit, our heart and capacity to love, our goals and morals, and the way in which we treat others--that are truly self defining.

    Whether you're battling an eating disorder, self-harm, alcoholism, drug addiction, depression, PTSD, low self-esteem, anxiety, self-hating thoughts, poor body image, or any other mental health condition or self-destructive behavior, I. A.M. exists to remind you that you are NOT alone in how you feel or what you're going through; that it's okay to not be okay, and that you don't have to face this pain alone; that things can and will get better; that healing and recovery are possible; that there is nothing wrong with who you are; the who you are is enough; and that you are deserving of happiness, love, and acceptance, always.


    I'm here if you need me: whether it's support, someone to vent to, a question, or you just want to say hi--know that this is a safe place and that you aren't alone. If I don't respond immediately, know that I'm not ignoring you. I will message you back at my earliest convenience. If you have an emergency or feel that you want to hurt yourself, please, please call 911. I'm not a therapist or a mental health professional of any kind. If you're in danger, you need to ask for help from people who can adequately support you. Sending you love: Daniell
    Lynx theme created by Andrew Stichbury for Tumblr.