I was surprised when I first started seeing a therapist. The experience was completely different than I expected. That’s a little bit odd given how many therapists there are. It appears to be a booming business, which must mean that many people go to see therapists. But what actually happens in therapy remains a closely…
Before I was dealing with my own depression, I knew people who were depressed and I often wondered what it was like. I know the definition, a persistent low mood or loss of interest, but that doesn’t really say much. At least it never helped me understand it. Now that I have a pretty good…
I think I’m doing a bit better than I was as far as my depression is concerned. I’m certainly not great, nor am I where I want to be, but things seem better. It’s another funny thing about depression. It’s really hard to tell whether I’m better or not. I feel like I need a…
Since at least the time of Plato, people have generally accepted that knowledge is justified true belief. Sure there are some who disagree by raising Gettier Problems or denying the possibility of knowledge, but for most people, most of the time, justified true belief is knowledge. Lately, though, I’ve been questioning that definition. It sure seems like…
There is a stigma attached to mental illness. I think virtually everyone knows it. I also think that most will say that there should not be a stigma attached to mental illness. Stigmas are tough to shake, though. I don’t know that I have any answers to this problem, but I’m trying to tell myself…
I know it’s distastefully ironic to write about writer’s block. At least I’ve thought so since college. I was taking a writing class, and we had to read a general audience book about writing. I chose one called “On Writer’s Block” mostly because it was what I saw when I went to the bookstore. It…
Depression has made me nostalgic, and not in a good way. As far as I can remember, I’m not normally the nostalgic type. The past is the past. Some of it was fun, some of it wasn’t. Either way, I don’t dwell on it. Or I didn’t dwell on it. Lately, I spend an awful…
I was recently asked about one of my posts about depression. The question was basically asking how I felt about my post. I answered that I didn’t think it was great. It takes a lot of energy to write, even the short posts, and, as a result, I feel like many of my posts are…
I’m lonely. I don’t know how much of it is depression, how much is the divorce and how much is actually being alone (although I rarely seem to be alone, so my guess is it’s the first two), but I suppose it doesn’t really matter. Whatever the cause, I am lonely. It feels different from other…
I’ve never been a good sleeper. I’m quite jealous of those who are. I’ve been this way as long as I can remember, and, according to my parents, it was the case before that. Sleeping is just not a talent I was born with, nor is it a skill I’ve been able to develop. Naturally, depression…
