Living With Schizoaffective Disorder
Melancholia (cont.)
When
depression becomes more severe, one becomes unable to feel anything
at all. There is just an empty flatness. One feels like one has no
personality whatsoever. During times I have been
very depressed, I would
watch movies a lot so I could pretend I was the characters in them, and in
that way feel for a brief time that I had a personality - that I had any
feelings at all.
One of the unfortunate consequences of
depression is that it makes it
difficult to maintain human relationships. Others find the sufferer boring,
uninteresting or even frustrating to be around. The depressed person finds
it difficult to do anything to help themselves, and this can anger those who
try at first to help them, only to give up.
While depression initially can cause a sufferer to feel alone,
often its effects on those around him can result in his actually being
alone. This leads to another vicious cycle as the loneliness makes the
depression worse.
When I started graduate school I was in a healthy state of mind at first,
but what drove me over the edge was all the time I had to spend alone
studying. It wasn't the difficulty of the work - it was the isolation. At
first my friends still wanted to spend time with me, but I had to tell them
I didn't have time because I had so much work to do. Eventually my friends
gave up and stopped calling, and that's when I got depressed. That could
happen to anyone, but in my case it led to several weeks of acute anxiety
that eventually stimulated a severe manic episode.
Perhaps you're familiar with The Doors' song People are Strange
which neatly summarizes my experience with depression:
People are strange
When you're a stranger,
Faces look ugly
When you're alone,
Women seem wicked
When you're unwanted,
Streets are uneven
When you're down.
In the deepest parts of depression the isolation becomes complete. Even
when someone makes the effort to reach out, you just cannot respond even to
let them in. Most people don't make the effort, in fact they avoid you. It
is common for strangers to cross the street to avoid coming close to a
depressed person.
Depression may lead to
thoughts of suicide or
obsessive thoughts of death
in general. I have known depressed people to tell me in all seriousness that
I would be better off if they were gone. There can be suicide attempts.
Sometimes the attempts are successful.
One in five untreated manic depressives ends their lives at their own
hands. There is much better hope for those who seek treatment, but
unfortunately most manic depressives are never treated - it is estimated
that only one third of those who are depressed ever get treatment. In all
too many cases the diagnosis of mental illness is made post-mortem based on
the memories of grieving friends and relatives.
If you come across a depressed person as you go about your day, one of
the kindest things you can do for them is to walk right up, look them
straight in the eye, and just say hello. One of the worst parts of being
depressed is the unwillingness that others have to even acknowledge that I'm
a member of the human race.
On the other hand, a manic-depressive friend who reviewed my drafts had
this to say:
When I am depressed I don't want the company of strangers, and often
not even the company of many friends. I wouldn't go as far as to say I
"like" being alone, but the obligation to relate to another person in
some way is loathsome. I also become more irritable sometimes and find
the usual ritual pleasantries unbearable. I only want interaction with
people with whom I can really connect, and for the most part I don't
feel like anyone can connect with me at that point. I begin to feel like
some subspecies of humankind and as such I feel repulsive and repulsed.
I feel like people around me can literally see my depression as if it
were some grotesque wart on my face. I just want to hide and drop into
the shadows. For some reason, I find it a problem that people seem to
want to talk to me wherever I go. I must give out some kind of vibe that
I am approachable. When depressed my low profile and head-hanging
demeanor is really meant to discourage people from approaching me.
Thus it is important to respect each individual, for the depressed as for
everyone else.
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