A world of relative inaccessibility A beautiful history of melancholy Posted by Sigrun on November 30, 2014November 30, 2014 – by Courtney Stephens Share this:FacebookEmailPrintTumblrLike this:Like Loading...
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That was really interesting, but I’m skeptical about the never feeling sadness part.
After I gave birth to my daughter, the doctor gave me elavil for postpartum depression. I didn’t feel any sadness, but didn’t really feel it was important that my 3-year-old was crying. I’m not sure if it was related to sadness, but I took myself off the med. I didn’t like the loss of empathy.
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I can’t say where the quote comes from, but I have heard that if we look at thoughts and emotions as the clouds that sometimes thicken and darken the sky, and the mind as the sky, we can know that they are transient and not who we are. I have found this helpful. The most terrible thing about depression is believing it IS who we are and that there is no end to it. But I also believe that like all journey’s, especially the difficult ones, we come back from it enriched with many valuable insights.
so true – I believe it to be a buddhist saying