Remedies for Dark Times

In my experience, depression is often misconstrued as having a bad day, feeling a bit blue, or down in the dumps.  When I say a “bad day”, we can all relate.  Being truly depressed is in no way similar, not an iota, to a rough day, days, week.  The clique comparison to “never wanting to get out of bed” is used, and maybe for some this is true.  But when you’re locked in a listless void, your own bed is unappealing.  You feel as though you could just lay down in the mud and rot.  It’s a brutal experience, so bad death seems like a reprieve.  Continue reading