I’m going through a minor spell of depression at the moment. Nothing serious - I have that very boring, barely noticeable form, the kind that makes you just disinterested and demotivated; a sigh, a vague haze of malaise that barely seems worth mentioning. I’ve had it on and off my whole life, but never dared think it deserved the label of depression. Then, about seven years ago, a therapist asked me “do you you think you might be depressed?” and as I considered the very idea of it a huge wave of emotion suddenly rose up from nowhere and I broke down in tears.
.23 A vague haze of malaise
.23 A vague haze of malaise
.23 A vague haze of malaise
I’m going through a minor spell of depression at the moment. Nothing serious - I have that very boring, barely noticeable form, the kind that makes you just disinterested and demotivated; a sigh, a vague haze of malaise that barely seems worth mentioning. I’ve had it on and off my whole life, but never dared think it deserved the label of depression. Then, about seven years ago, a therapist asked me “do you you think you might be depressed?” and as I considered the very idea of it a huge wave of emotion suddenly rose up from nowhere and I broke down in tears.