Jun
14
Adventures in Depression IV: Revenge
Even Superman gets the blues by Darwin Bell
Most of the time, I can fake normal. Ask most people who know me, and they’ll tell you any number of anecdotes and epithets—good and bad—and a few might add, “She gets depressed now and again, but…” Because I can fake normal pretty well, and that “but” leaves lots of room to suggest that I’m either doing fine or not really depressed—not like, say, really depressed people. There’s no immediate threat of going off and doing something stupid—oh, like stepping out of a window or going to sleep and never waking up again. (True facts: falling from heights is terrifying. Like, seriously.)
Most of the time, even on the bad days, I can summon a sad smile and say, “It’s okay, just let me ride this out,” and that’s okay.
This is not that kind of time. (more…)
