My depression is a rabid dog

content warning: graphic depictions self-harm; mild cursing; mild reference to an abusive relationship; ends in a positive note —- Once you get the hang of taking your medications religiously, never missing a beat, like it’s second nature, depression starts acting like a wild animal on a leash. A very tight leash. The Babadook metaphor is […]

1. Seeking Professional Help

A friend once told me that he was afraid of seeking professional help, because that would mean having an official diagnosis, and to him, that meant sticking to a label, remembering that label every moment of his life, and accepting that there was something wrong with him. Another reason why he didn’t want to get […]