“Things falling apart is a kind of testing and also a kind of healing. We think that the point is to pass the test or to overcome the problem, but the truth is that things don’t really get solved. They come together again and they fall apart again. It’s just like that. The healing comes from letting there be room for all this to happen: room for grief, for relief, for misery, for joy.” - Pema Chodron
I'm experiencing a depressive episode.
I haven't been depressed for a few years. Prior to that, pretty much every year of my life that I remember, I had multiple, severe, sustained episodes that qualified for a diagnosis of major depressive disorder.
I usually don't write from the midst of my pain - at least not publicly. I wait until I can get it all tidied up and metabolized, so I can offer hope and inspiration when I tell the story of how I dealt with it.
Because I don't want to give solidity to this state, I'm trying some things I didn't do in the past. One is to talk about what's going on openly, while it's happening.
Another is to make a list of the things that I know help me come back into balance. Something that's changed since therapy is understanding that it often only takes simple adjustments to create the environment for a shift in my feelings, when I respond early on to their presence.
It’s really hard to adjust to drastic shifts in your abilities when you know what you’re capable of and when you live in a world that demands so much of you to keep your head above water. But right now, I just have to do the next right thing. The rest will take care of itself. - Olivia Pennelle
Reading Olivia Pennelle’s article this morning, I was reminded of Pema's quote above and inspired by Olivia's list of her own next right things. So I decided to make my own. My next right things are:
8 hours sleep a night
3 meals daily
6 cups of water daily
Listen to Pema Chodron daily
Shower every day
Sunshine 10 minutes every other day
Art 3x per week
Video chat with my wife 2x per week
Therapy weekly
Limit screentime to 2 hours on weekdays / 4 hours on weekend days
That last one is going to be the hard one. But I did go and shut off all the news notifications on my phone, and I'm going to have to mute the many screaming headlines that come to my email daily. The world feels like a lot right now, and it's not helping anyone for me to be taking that in right now.
So I've listened to Pema this morning, and I wanted to share a few notes that I took from her audiobook, When Pain Is The Doorway:
We have a propensity to suffer. When outer circumstances come together in just the right way, it triggers the propensity. When you strengthen the propensity, it takes less and less in the outer circumstances to trigger it. You can practice weakening it: 1. Acknowledge that you are triggered 2. Remember that the propensity has no solidity, it is dynamic, in flux - all is changing continuously 3. Give the felt sense of the experience of the propensity your full attention 4. Stay with the rawness of the experience until you drop beneath the story line - there may be other feelings beneath that to attend to in the same way It's not about aggression toward the propensities. The idea is not to reject them or try to get rid of them. It's about knowing them fully, so you see that they break up and are not so solid after all.
Here's a drawing in pen and marker I made last night while sitting on my porch. Drawing lines and coloring helps, when I am blocked from writing or painting.
Thank you for reading. I hope you are feeling well and taking good care of yourself. ❤️
Wow, Wilm. What a powerful perspective written reflection on depression.
Your work is, to me, within the genre of horror, but in a more specific sense, realistic horror. As I pursued the truths as diligently as my mind allowed, you gave me the agency to decide the horrors I wanted. I was literally able to ‘pick my poison.’ this is Inceptionism in its motion, and so truth-oriented that I was, and still am, consistently believing that the climax of the work will be the death of me. I have it in my mind that it will be a heart attack or a heart failure, but I’m sure in some way that it is through the power of literary belief. I hope it is, because I do enjoy my life on this planet, at least for now.
Not sure what I am feeling atm. Depression? I don’t usually name it. I think I feel a combo of sadness, death & loss of so much. I thought to come by… instead of hide… cause I recall reading here the day ago or so and recall something about you writing Vs maybe hiding… it is hard to think tho… so idk how you found ways for being so cohesive and alive in your expressions. Just wanted to connect to the idea of you doing something different while in such a state. Thank you for sharing… idk yet what to do but I think allowing a shift maybe is ok… or living while holding big uncomfy feelings is a thing to try. Just wanted to say hi here in the space you made & that it is appreciated.