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This Thing Called Depression…

How many scales of grey until you meet black...

How many scales of grey until you meet black…

This topic was on my mind for a while. How to address it was the matter. So I started with Yes’ album “Fragile” to ease my mind. I have read much about people, their psyche and to this day I am still not certain what the human anatomy is that defines emotions and thoughts.

Mind you as a Christian I was taught this trinity of the ghost, soul and body. Then after delving into philosophy and some anthropology I was more confused than ever. So ideas floated around aimlessly while I went through life for the last decade or so. The scales of life seem to balance on happiness and being unhappy, being compassionate or being an ass hole. Yes one constant in life seems to be “stop being an ass hole!” It makes sense.

Between the extremes of life’s scales there is this thing called depression. Metaphorically one can call it a valley of many emotions that at worst can drive people to suicide. I am not an expert in psychology or psychiatry. I know and experienced enough to understand that some emotions make people suffer beyond imagination.

The emotions are like a wide range of greyness that may end up in total blackness. All that matters is that emotions lead to thoughts and thoughts lead to actions. How a person then decides to behave depends. Give a person hope and the greyness lights up. Give a person despair and the greyness darkens.

Some people talk about this thing called depression. Some people hold their silence and sedate their mind. To talk, to ignore both are options. What is not an option is to listen. Sometimes the only thing that gives a person hope is to listen, wish that person the best and if possible offer some support.

At the same time I am a hypocrite as my patience has shattered too many times. A family which betrays and pains its own members is not a family I want to be part of any more. Some people are no longer welcome, I shall not listen.

You have one life to enjoy. Do your thing and some compassion seems to help.

This thing called depression, I detest it…