So high, I can’t get over
it
So low, I can’t get under
it
So wide, I can’t get
’round it
I gotta go through the
door
-Lyrics from the gospel
hymn Rock My Soul
I have a friend who is in the
battle of her life with depression, and my heart breaks for her. Like many
people, I have lived with depression for the last 9 years. It has been a hard
battle, but I've been able to get through it, and I'm so glad I'm still here
and that I can once again say that life is good.
Depression is a chronic illness
that affects more than 21 million Americans annually. Depression is more than just
"having the blues". Depression is more like feeling that you are lost
in a dark abyss, and you can't find the way out. You can't function. You get
tired of "shaking it off", of struggling to feel better, of forcing
the smile, of acting "as if". There is no "fake it till you make
it" when you live in the dark days of depression.
And so, my dear friend, I know you
are struggling. I know you are having one of the most difficult times of your
life. When we text or talk on the phone, I can feel your pain. Believe me when
I say, I know what it feels like. I wish I could make it better for you. I know
that there are days when you feel like it's hard to breathe, it's hard to open
your eyes, getting out of bed feels like the most difficult thing in the world.
I know that you are losing hope, and at times, I'm afraid that you will lose
hope completely, and I'll call you and you won't be there.
Know that I love you. Know that,
although you feel now like you don't have anyone else who cares, or understands
what you are going through, that I do. And having one person may not seem like
a lot, but believe me when I say that I am grateful for having had a friend who
I could call when I was suicidal, and I am so grateful for her endless patience
to sit on the phone with me when I was away from home on a layover, and
sometimes all she could do for me was sit on the other end of the line, hearing
me say over and over "I can't do this anymore, it hurts too
much".
It sucks. The pain from depression
is hard to describe. It's like having an anvil sitting on your soul, and you
just can't shake it off.
I remember the day I wanted to
quit. I remember walking on that overpass in San Diego one day in April, after
going for a walk to try to feel better, to "shake off" the pain, and
suddenly thinking "I could jump and not hurt anymore". I looked at
the cars on the highway below me and thought that jumping would be my solution.
It all happened so fast. Before I realized it, I was climbing the fence of the
overpass, and if it wasn't for the stranger who intervened, I wouldn't be here
today. I am forever grateful to that kind stranger. It was one of the scariest
experiences of my life. And the beginning of my battle to stay alive.
And I know, I know that this
struggle with depression feels like a permanent thing right now, like there is
nothing else you can do. I know you feel like you are exhausted from trying,
tired of feeling how you feel. Or even worse, tired of feeling numb.
I want you to hold on. I'm begging
you to. I know you feel like you have nobody, but you have me. I'm here. I may
not be enough, but I know that I can't imagine my life without you in it.
I also know that I could've said
all this to you in a private email. Maybe I should've. But I also know that
there are so many people out there who either personally struggle with
depression, or have someone in their lives that does, and it is hard to know
what to do, how to help. It's as frustrating for the people supporting the
person living with depression, as it is for the person suffering from it.
They say that depression is cancer
of the soul. If only the treatment could be as streamlined and direct as it is
for cancer. Actually, from my experience, and I'm only speaking for myself,
cancer was easier to deal with than depression. My cancer was surgically
removed. You can't do that with depression.
And last, to my friend: I FUCKING
LOVE YOU, AND I NEED YOU IN MY LIFE. So, please, I'm begging you. HOLD ON. It's
worth it. I'm here. I'm ALWAYS here.