Depression shows us how strong we are. We toiled relentlessly to be what we thought was expected of us until it plain wore us out!
Depression shows us how committed we are. We locked onto never quitting so hard that our physical bodies had to make it impossible for us to keep going!
Depression shows us how willing we are to believe. We invested so whole-heartedly in a dream that we did not waiver. Not when we cried ourselves to sleep every night, but got up and went right back at it the next day. Not when we were having panic attacks in the back room but pulled up our bootstraps and went out there again. Not when the idea of getting out of bed one more time was more excruciating than root canal without anesthetic.
Thank GOD, the moon, the stars, angels, Jesus, Mary, and all the saints that depression showed up.
Depression wants us to know that we are trying too hard to be not wrong, to not make mistakes, to not change our minds, to not say no, to not admit that yes, that worked before, but it doesn’t work now, to not let people down.
Depression helps us discover what is not working, what lies we’re believing. It tells us that we’ve ignored our own wisdom and guidance for far too long. Depression wants us stop pleasing everyone. It wants us to realize that we can’t ‘fix’ anyone and to be o.k. when things are unresolved. Depression wants us stop trying to attain perfect. Depression wants us to stop rejecting ourselves. Depression wants us to be kind and compassionate to ourselves. Most of all, Depression wants us to be human and to love it.
Just like the pain receptors that explode when we put our hand into the fire, depression tells us to stop what we are doing right now and go another direction.