7 Things I Wish I’d Known When I Was Battling Depression – By Andrea Wachter, LMFT

I spent many years in and out of depression, and while I felt very much alone at the time, I know now that I was not. Millions of people battle the dark depths of depression every day. Like many others, I kept most of my painful thoughts and feelings to myself. When I finally got desperate enough to reach out for professional help, it took a long time for me to actually believe and integrate the guidance that I was given. Here are some key truths I have come to believe. If you are struggling with depression, I hope you will too. 1. Don’t believe everything you think. We all have our share of losses and challenges in life. But the main cause of depression is not usually our life circumstances. It is our thinking. Unfortunately, when we are depressed, we tend to believe our thoughts. And the mind of a… Continue reading

Psyche. The totality of the mind; conscious and unconscious – Nicola O’Hanlon

  It’s been a tricky week. A week where I’ve been evaluating the triggers of a deep depression I’ve experienced for a month or two. Perhaps a bit longer. Gladly I seem to be out the other side of it, but boy was it brutal. It rendered me breathless, thoughtless and bottomless. It felt like a roller-coaster that was plummeting really fast, but I didn’t know when it would stop. However, I knew that it would. Stop. I don’t really get to the point of hopelessness anymore. Experience has taught me that it eventually ends. I’ve had bouts of serious depression which lasted years. I stopped questioning when it would end, because I’d forgotten what it was like to be depression free. I’d forgotten that there was a place where I could breathe, think and be grounded. The breathless, thoughtless, bottomless existence was normal then. I’d stopped looking for relief.… Continue reading

Depression Among The Competent; Not Waving But Drowning – By Kyczy Hawk

I just achieved a recovery milestone. I kind of feel like I am “aging out” of relatability. I have been around for so long that nothing should go wrong, I have amassed a trunk load of tools, I have practiced the principles for a while and, face it, I’m old!  What could possibly be going on for me? I don’t’ have a lot of problems that younger women, newcomers, people in the middle of their life have. Or do I? I do have a life that I would never have imagined for myself. I have a calling / a career that is meaningful to me. I have a family who loves me – yes, I take that in – they love me. I am in good health and I have a comfortable and cute home. So why would the dark dog of depression ever visit? I don’t know. It just… Continue reading

All The Monsters At My Door – By Ruby T

You know that moment early in the morning when you first start to wake up and you don’t “know” anything? And then after a second or so, memories and awareness start to trickle back in. They all come back. Fears about money, heart-ache over relationships in various stages of dying and decomposition, feeling unloved and even worse-unlovable, wondering,  “Does anyone truly love me or even see me? Insecurities, failures, fears, the past, dread of the future, problems with children, problems that don’t have any easy or right answers, feeling inadequate less-than never-a-part-of disconnected invisible ignored. I really HATE that moment. Suddenly, in the dark, I’m fully awake and am keenly aware of all the monsters waiting for me right outside my bedroom door. Oh boy, I really hate that. Then, the next moment is what (usually) lifts me out of bed and gently pushes me out of my room. That’s… Continue reading

I Practice Not Doing – By Nicola O’Hanlon

As I contemplated this month’s topic of Practice, it turned out to be a harder task to write about than I’d first expected. My initial perception of this topic (when my amazing friend Kyczy Hawk suggested it) was to share all the fabulous things I do every day to keep me well. But the fact is that my life has become so simplistic that the things I choose to consciously practice are minimal, uncomplicated, yet intensely satisfying to me. Some of this simplistic living was forced upon me at first because of dire financial difficulties and losing pretty much everything materially that I ever possessed. I also managed to lose my mind, my physical health and every ounce of my already sparse self-esteem. Ah my old oppressor’s depression and alcoholism; you almost had me, but not quite! But I discovered during that very dark process, I prefer simple. So as… Continue reading