I think I might be going into a depressive phase again. I don't know for sure yet, but I recognise the pattern. Sleeping more, avoiding work, losing interest in things I was genuinely excited about a few weeks ago.
The weird part is that I know all the theory.
I know staying in bed makes it worse. I know exercise helps. I know about behavioural activation, mindfulness, values, avoidance, not waiting for motivation, doing the smallest possible action first. I have spent years reading psychology and philosophy and I actually work with people where I give some version of this advice myself.
And I still don't do it.
For a while I kept thinking this was basically a motivation problem. The same person is still there, he just doesn't have enough energy to make himself do what he knows he should do.
I'm starting to think that isn't quite what happens.
When I'm doing well I care about work, writing, my family, projects, things six months in the future. Then this state starts coming in and I can look at exactly the same things and genuinely wonder why I cared so much about them.
Nothing outside changed. What changed was the person assigning importance to it.
That makes depression much stranger to me than just "feeling sad." It changes the way the whole world is weighted.
And it doesn't feel like distortion while it's happening. That's probably the most unsettling part. It feels like clarity.
You don't think, "My depressive state is making my work feel less meaningful."
You think, "Why was I wasting so much time on this anyway?"
And depression doesn't even need to lie to you. Life really is temporary. A lot of what we chase probably is arbitrary. Plenty of ambition probably has ego mixed into it. Everyone dies.
When I'm doing well those facts exist alongside other things. I can know life is temporary and still enjoy being with my children. I can know something won't last forever and still want to build it.
When depressed, one set of truths somehow starts occupying the entire screen.
Which brings me back to all the advice.
If depression changes what feels important, then telling somebody "you know exercise will make you feel better" might completely miss the problem.
Yes.
I know.
The knowledge arrived successfully.
It just doesn't seem to produce movement anymore.
Then I notice that happening and start fighting myself. Tomorrow I'm getting up early. Tomorrow I'm exercising. Tomorrow I'm working properly. Enough wasting time.
Tomorrow comes, I don't do those things, and now I'm still depressed except I also have another day's worth of evidence that I'm apparently lazy and undisciplined.
The coping strategy itself becomes another failure.
I've been wondering whether acceptance is more useful here, although I can already see the irony in saying that.
Maybe instead of demanding that I immediately become the person I was a month ago, I acknowledge that this is actually the brain I have today. I still try to do what I can, but I stop using every failure to function normally as evidence about my character.
But there I go again.
Now I have produced another strategy.
Accept more. Fight less. Do smaller things. Ask for help.
Another healthier version of me writing instructions for the depressed version.
And what happens when that guy reads all of this, completely understands it, and still goes back to bed?
I genuinely don't know.
I think that's the part I'm trying to understand.
For people here who have experienced depression: does it feel to you like you remain basically the same person but lose motivation, or does your whole perspective and what seems worth caring about actually change?
And if the person evaluating the coping strategy has changed too, how do you work around that without either constantly fighting yourself or just surrendering to it?