The Desolate State of Deep Depression
Is it possible to give another individual a map or a set of directions out of a state of depression? Depression is a hideously recognizable place. It’s the flat, colorless, shadowy, bitter, wilderness of the mind. If you have been to depression and come out of it and then run into another individual who is there in his or her own tortured brain, when he or she talks in that slow, laborious way about how nothing is good and everything tastes flavorless and dull; when he or she complains of the aches and pains and the exhaustion and inability to sleep can you cheerfully describe the way out? How do you get out of that place – that state of mind that is so brutally harsh and debilitating?
The person trapped in that place sees only him or herself. Sometimes they recognize their fixation on themselves, are horrified by the seeming indulgence, and yet they can’t tear their eyes from the hideous reflections. They are fixated on all they see that glares and amplifies their selfishness, self-absorption, and self-loathing. They can talk of nothing else. They can think of nothing else. They are a slave to the work of self-hatred. It’s the never ending task of selfishness.
What will break that trance? What words or actions can unlock those chains? Can another individual liberate a captive mind or must freedom always come from within? The lost must see the way. The desperate seeker must choose a different path and recognize his or her own way out. The ultimate responsibility for rejection of this mindtrap is on the individual who resides there. Lifelines might be dropped into place by caring others but the soul who is consumed in self-absorption has to be aware enough to choose to grab hold and climb out on his own. When transformation comes, the lost individual gets the credit for the evolution of self.
I broke the hold of depression when I understood that I was not who I thought I was; when I understood that there was not one other player but myself who could change my course. If you have broken the hold, how did it come to you? Was there a moment of awakening for you as Eckhart Tolle had? Sharing your thoughts might extend a lifeline for another.