Living with Bipolar Disorder: Bipolar Depression

As well as the action packed lifestyle that mania brings you, depression has an equally consuming lifestyle that comes along to the party for you to experience.

People can think depression is sadness. People can think depression is crying. People can think depression is dressing in black.

For me, it’s a detachment from yourself that means everything you were about, who you are and the everything that is you, is no longer there. It’s as though your soul has been stolen and replaced with nothingness.

You wake up in the morning just to go back to bed and sleep again.

Days aren’t really days; they are just annoying obstacles that need to be faced.

And how do you face them?

Through medication?

Through drinking?

Through smoking?

Through drugs?

Through cutting?

When you’re depressed, you grasp on to anything that can get through the day.

That’s what depression is for me. It’s not sadness or tears, as you’re not feeling emotionally attached to anything whatsoever. It’s numbness. Plain and simply it’s the overwhelming sense of numbness.

The numbness and the desire for anything that can help you make it from one day to the next.