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 was a person....
they would be old, and tired,and carry a huge burden on their back.
They would be trying to surmount an insurmountable mountain.
They would be a mute wearing all black with withered skin and deep grooves on their cheeks from unending tears.
If my depression were a person
This would look like the people i trusted, cared for, and loved all showing their true characteristic evilness, back-stabbing, self-serving selves, but without their masks that always tricked me in the past so they could appeal to my good nature and willingness to help. I want to see them for who they really are. Strip away the coniving charm, the fake smiles, and the masks so we can all see how ugly evil and destructive you really are. I suspect them to be monsters with beady eyes, mouth breathing rotton smelling foul pond scum dwellers that would lie lie lie lie lie, and steal dreams, betray trust, and gossip just to hear their own voices. Pain ammusses them.
@TartRipeApples yup, apparently
@TartRipeApples Danielle
I dont know youre situation, but Ive feel betrayed by the lies of someone I care about. For years I blamed myself, Im not smart enough, cute enough, blah, blah, blah. Those feelings still creep in, but mostly I think this other person I hurt and a mess and the actions have little to do with me, @TartRipeApples
@TartRipeApples this is so clear now. thanks for illuminating this for me.
i want to be wrong so bad why is this happening the less privacy i have the worse the anger
I don
My depression is the warped faces of the people I once loved dearly slowly fading from my sight.
If my depression was a person, it would be the friend I never had. A comfort, a melancholic happiness. The toxic friendship would never mean so much to me. It would always be there at the end of my day and at the beginning, nveloping me, always, in its breadth. Sure, many of the times it can be quite retentive and possessive, but even if spending entire weeks and months with, it never seems to get old. After all, it's like the friend I never had: the worst, most toxic friend that I never need.
I'd call her Cancer.
How are you, Ms. Cancer, today?
Aww, fine, just about to have an awesome lunch!
Bon appetit, I'd reply, wanting she choked.
My depression is the other side of my, the side that know one sees.
if my depression was a person thy would be a dark shadow that follows me everywhere they wold shapeshift into friends or family and quote things they said to me that hurt my feelings and they would make me believe them. Everytime I would look in the mirror I would just see a worthless being with a shadow telling me how useless I am.
@lonelykitten24 me too
If my depression were a person, it would be the only person that I know would never leave me. As horrible as that sounds, nothing in my life lasted very long. Nothing good at least. But my depression was always there, ever since I remember. It's terrible, but it's all I have.