Personify Your Depression: If my depression were a person... [fill in the blank]
Personify Your Depression: I learned about this coping technique today. Imagine that your depression is a person separate from you. The idea is that personifying our depression helps remind us that depression doesn't define who we are ourselves, and that invasive self-critical thoughts we experience often come from our depression and not our healthy minds. Some things to think about are: what kind of person would it be, what kind of hobbies would it have, what would it look like, what would its name be?
So, if your depression were a person, what kind of person would it be?
If my depression were a person, it would be what others consider an imaginary friend. Someone who you can clearly see, but others cannot. Someone who is hidden in the shadows of myself, and someone who only really comes out when I am alone, or trying to reason with them.
if my depression were a person, I'm not sure what gender it would be, but I am certain it would be a jerk.
If my depression was a person, I
It would be someone who chooses to be alone, and have a mask on at all times. Cause I feel alone when there are many people around, and I feel like I mask who I truly am
I'd tell myself that I would stab him to death, but in reality i'd do what I always do and just follow along with what he says
If my depression were a person the landscape around them would be bleak, gray and frozen and their countenance would be stooped under the burden, eyes full of sorrow, and hands bound together in helplessness and despair.
I would forgive him just like all my bullies
If my depression was a person she would be a confident & more beautiful version of me. She would be the person I used to be before I let it take over my life. It would follow me constantly teasing me showing off everything that she stole from me like my pride, my self-esteem, my confidence & all the love I had for myself. She would become better as I because worse.
if my depression was a person they would be misunderstood and ignored by everyone else and only have me to rely on. they would be icapeable of eating or getting out of bed on some days on others they would follow me everywhere like a alarm clock
If my depression were a person, they would be an abusive friend, convincing me that they are the only thing that loves me. No matter how hard I try, I can't get away from them, and they always make it hard to leave.