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 they would a really clingy roommate that always wants to be around. My depression would an asshole.
It would look completely normal to everyone but me and it would follow me as if a friends but hurt me as if an enemy
I would put a bullet through its head so it would leave me the f alone
If my depression were a person, they'd often hold onto me so tight I couldn't get off the sofa or out of bed. They'd keep rattling off a list of all the things I need to do while sitting on my chest with their full weight. If I tried to go outside, they'd call on their buddy OCD to discourage me.
Having been around me for so long, they'd know me inside out and regularly convince me they're the only one who will stick around, while everyone else will recognise me for the burden I am at some point and make a quick escape.
Most importantly, they'd always be nearby, sometimes lurking just around the corner and peeking out randomly to remind me they're there. They would only fully show themselves in front of very close people. With everyone else, they'd hide inside my head and motivate my anxiety to show me in detailed pictures all the dangers of showing depression to anyone else. Thus, most people will conclude that depression is just an imaginary friend of mine, and that I should just leave them behind.
If depression were a person, I'd want to kill them, but they'd be so intertwined with me that we can only die together. And anyway, I'd be way too scared to face life without them, because they've been around so long I'd have no clue who I'd be without them.
i would punch its lights out!
If my depression were a person it would be an overweight sad woman in her bathrobe who didn't have energy to comb her hair overeating and not liking herself or her looks feels worthless
If my depression was a person...
If my depression was a person, it would be a silhouette of myself. You know, kind of like a walking shadow. I imagine that all she does is silently haunt people and mock them, bitter at the world for being alone. I bet that her tone is scarcastic, maybe even hollow in a sense, its not like anyone can see her. She must be artistic, painting the red fall leaves on the smooth flat earth, every single day when the nights get too cold. She probably has armor made of cotton, but a mask made of steel. She is unpredictable, deadly to everyone and herself. She is just like me. She must be me.
She would be an emotional sucking vampire. She would get all of the attention. She would tell me all the bad things about myself and take over my life.
She would be the very sad female version of the Incredible Hulk.
Shed been ghost. Someone who disappears and reappears when you least expect it. Shed haunt me at night telling me my biggest fears and my worst insecurities.