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 very to be a person, it would be kind of conservative. They would keep themself content and then out of nowhere just explode. They would come out of nowhere and scare you at the moment you'd least expect it. And then they'd walk away and leave you alone again, and then start the whole proccess over again.
@secretStrawberries8593 - Yes, it's very much like a cycle sometimes ): on the one hand being somewhat subdued but knowing that at any moment a depressive episode might wreak havoc on us. It's like we are looking over our shoulders for our depression, even when it feels like we're coping well. Thanks for sharing. <3
If my depression were a person, I would punch it in the face. Just right in the nose. So many times. And I guess it would get up and give me such sad eyes that the guilt would tear me apart.
If depression were a person, I would honestly punch them in the face, and then strangle them to death!! Ok no 😶 I would just refuse to be near them.
If my depression were a person, it would be the warm body in my cold bed that begs me to stay asleep instead of starting another day.
"Why bother? It's pointless. Nothing you do matters and you will never be good enough. Why put yourself out there? Why spend the energy and suffer through the drudgery for nothing? Stay here, where it's dark and familiar and safe."
Sorry, Depression. Someone's got to pay the bills. And while I'm at work, how about doing some dishes once in a while? Freakin' freeloader.
@ZebraGirl13 Уou souиd doши. Шaииa cнaт aвouт iт? I наve depressioи тoo.
@greenscenes
That's very kind, thank you... Unfortunately I'm at work and don't have enough time to chat tonight. I'll be okay, there's just a lot going on in my head right now.
If my depression was a person,it would be like that creepy guy that tries to lure kids into a car to kidnap them. My depression would be the person trying to luring me away from life, from friends, from work, from family, from sunlight, from laughter, and from happiness.
if my depression was a person, it would be assertive. always there, in the back of my mind, always standing right behind me. checking a watch. "what are you doing right now? why haven't you done this yet? at this rate, you'll never amount to anything. hiding from me is only setting you back further."
it taps its foot impatiently. a reminder that everything i'm doing isn't what i should be doing, so it doesn't mean anything, so i don't mean anything. that there is a schedule to life, and if everything isn't done on time, complete and formatted and proofread and submitted for review, i won't pass, i don't deserve to keep trying, there will not be an extension on this assignment.
it is cold and calculating. it knows how to isolate you; it blends in with the warmer parts of your day and reminds you that you shouldn't be talking to people, you shouldn't be slacking off and having fun, you have a project to do. you shouldn't eat until you've accomplished something significant to the human race.
you fight back, but never in the right ways. you submit work a day late. you throw yourself into hobbies. you sleep because it blocks out the ticking of its wristwatch, and it watches, unimpressed, from your bedside, knowing that you are exhausted, but you can't sleep forever. you smile like there's no one standing behind you, pushing down on your shoulders, passively reminding you that it's rude to keep the soil waiting.
you don't even have any deadlines coming up, and that's probably the worst thing.
If my depression were a person, it would be a ghost that haunts me every night. My dark thoughts and worries are always more prominent in the night time, when I get home from work and before going to bed.