Conversations with Depression: How I got myself out of bed today.

Depression: Ugh, it’s morning.  What’s the point? Nothing to look forward to today.  Everything sucks.

Me: Oh, Hi Depression.  I see you are still here today.  I’m not ignoring you.  I see you there waving at me and acting like an impertinent toddler.  I know you are trying to bring me down.

Depression: I am not!  I am simply trying to get you to see things how they really ARE.

Me: Oh, I know you think you have my best interest at heart, but you do not.  Just like a 3 year old, you don’t really know as much as you need to survive in this world.  You need to be guided and directed.  Otherwise, you are going to take a nose dive off of every cliff you come to, just for fun.

Depresion: But–

Me: Listen here, Monkey.  Today is not going to go your way.  I’m going to get up from this bed now (where you’ve managed to convince me to stay since I got up), put on some stretchy pants, wash my face, lace up my sneakers and take my kid for a walk in the woods.  I like nature and sunlight and moving my body.

Depression:  But, it’s soooo hard.  Don’t you want to watch YouTube for a little while longer?

Me:  No, I don’t.  YOU do.  But, I’m in charge here and I’m going for a walk.

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One thought on “Conversations with Depression: How I got myself out of bed today.

  1. I just came across your blog – actually, you found me first. 🙂

    I love this conversation! I like the idea of seeing Depression almost as a separate entity. It becomes so much a part of us and seeps through every fiber of my being sometimes…but it’s not me. It’s not who I am. It’s an unfortunate passenger on my journey, and one I can’t shake, but it’s not me.

    I will have to think of this conversation next time I’m struggling to get out of bed. Thank you for that!

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