If you saw me back then, you’d never guess I was struggling. Or so I thought, anyway, that was my plan.I got up every morning, went to work, paid my bills, smiled at people, and said, “I’m fine.” I showed up for everyone else, even when I couldn’t show up for myself.But inside, I felt like I was not feeling at all. Often on the inside, I felt up against the wall, with no way … [Read more...] about What High-Functioning (Concealed) Depression Really Looks Like
high functioning depression
The Path Back to Joy Starts with One Small Moment
Joy is supposed to feel simple, right? But lately, joy hasn’t felt simple. Or easy. Or even something I expect to feel.. If you’ve read My Concealed Depression before, you know I’ve talked about this—how joy, for me, sometimes slips quietly out of reach. Not with drama. Not with a breakdown. Just… gone. Like the volume’s been turned down on life, and I forgot how to turn … [Read more...] about The Path Back to Joy Starts with One Small Moment
My Depression and I Are About to Celebrate Our 4th Anniversary
Photo by Joy Memon on Unsplash Depression and I go back almost 60 years, but I have only said “I have depression” for the past four. Before that, I was all about getting the episode over so I could get back to my “regular life.” It never occurred to me that living with depression was my regular life. I was so focused on never having depression that I refused to see my … [Read more...] about My Depression and I Are About to Celebrate Our 4th Anniversary
Depression Never Told Me It’s Not All About Me
It turns out that I am not the center of everyone’s universe. I’ve seen others exhibit this behavior and I most certainly do it. Many times, I have gone through things that were traumatic and painful. Coming out on the other side of these incidents, I can see how it impacted others too. It turns out it wasn't just me and what happened to … [Read more...] about Depression Never Told Me It’s Not All About Me
Why Can’t I Pick Strawberries With My High-Functioning Depression?
I know they are ripe; I can see them through the chicken wire protection I built. Yet I am not motivated at all to pick them. I picked a few when they first started to ripen. I had some on my Honey Nut Cheerios. And they were tasty, having just come out of the garden. Now some of the larger strawberries are ripe. Yet here I sit at 6:47 AM writing, instead of picking … [Read more...] about Why Can’t I Pick Strawberries With My High-Functioning Depression?
