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 be a weak, clingy girl that cries over the smallest of things and gets overwhelmed all too easily. They are scared of being by themselves, and needs constant validation because they find it difficult to truly love themselves. They cling onto people, gripping them tightly, afraid to let them go, even if her hands are digging into sharp thorns that pierce through their hands- they just cant be left alone, lest they turn into something worse, lest they throw a massive tantrum and drown others in her tears.
If my depression were a person, they would probably be a sadistic guardian. They could guide you, speak to you and pay only their attention on you. They would belittle you, praise you and seethe in angry at others for you. They would snarl, cry, destroy and tear down those that stand in your way but- they cant really do anything. They are only a guardian, their only tie to the physical world is you and they are angry, so very angry about it. They tell you how you arent worth anything, tearing you down while at it but nobody can see it because the guardian only exists to you.
@Birdy99 
If my depression were a personified, it would be a ball and chain, just dragging me down and making me feel lazy and unmotivated all the time when I have important stuff to do.
My depression is a cage around me, made of fine metals and gold, intricate and seemingly elegant on the outside yet still keeps me captive and trapped like a prisoner. It makes me feel like there is no hope of getting out of this cage, that it will always be like this forever.
Sometimes there are chains in this prison. Chains that keep me from moving comfortably, it always tugs at my wrists and neck, reminding me that I am forever chained to this cage.
Other days there is an angry prison guard, belittling me and abusing me with vile words. Telling me that the reason I am imprisoned is because I am a damaged and hurtful criminal. That I don't deserve to live with others because I will hurt them.
On horrible days the cage is full of mirrors. Reminding me that I am an ugly caricature of what I used to be. It tells me that no one will ever love me. The image in the mirrors point at me and laugh at me, telling me I am nothing but pathetic.
Other days, though, light shines through in this prison-like cage. Reminding me that there are beautiful things outside this hell. The light caresses my cheeks, inviting me to step out of the cage. Some days I manage to do so, other days I fail to.
My depression is a cage, and there is a door on it. A door that can be opened; and someday it will.
@Reverieee
If my depression was a person, it would be friendly. Maybe someone my age, with a cool book to read. They would pretend to be nice and pull me in again and again until I learn that life is better without them following me around.
If my depression was a person, it would be friendly. Maybe someone my age, with a cool book to read. They would pretend to be nice and pull me in again and again until I learn that life is better without them following me around.
If my depression were a person, she would be a cynical, half glass empty person who has developed low expectations from everyone around her. She feels taken advantage of because she works so hard in her job, personal relationships, and work relationships. She feels constant dissapointment, anger, and sadness. She feels jealous that she works so hard, but still doesn't have what she wants romantically or strong bonds with family and friends. She looks at other people's relationships and gets jealous of what they have that she feels she does not have. She has blocked off people who have consistently dissapointed her beause she gives and gives but feels she gets little back. She resents the motto of being generous to others and everything will just work itself out because her whole life she has been a team leader, conflict confronter, fixer, sun to someone's darkness. She is heartbroken from a lost love. She often thinks about suicide as a way out feeling so sad.
If my depression were a person...well....how do i know it's not... No not one but many!
Would look the same as me. Sometimes sad sometimes angry and judging . Sometimes powerful sometimes weaker. Always look like but she is always negatively. Always scared always anxious always thinking always painful. I am sorry for her. I tried to keep her away from me but she is always coming back she is always complaining always trying to make me as her. Now I dont push her away I am sorry for her I try to be here for her if she needs compassion or just to not be alone. I cant agree with her thoughts but I understand her feelings her fears . I try to encourage her to change her feelings to accept that she is capable. Everyone of us is capable
Okay this sounds pretty interesting and oddly enough I was just thinking about this yesterday.
She's definitely angry and aggressive, despite the strong font she tries to put on, in reality the littlest of things can affect her and break her down. She's also spiteful towards almost everything and everyone. She's prideful, aggresive, and throws out insults as if it's the same as throwing out compliments.
I haven't been diagnosed but I have made a drawing of what might be depression. It's this big, sketched, shadowy creature that's just always there. It has quite big eyes so it looks friendly and a bit scary at the same time. And it's always a few meters apart from me.
