The other day I had dinner at a friends house for dinner and meditation as I do every week. Another acquaintance was there and she and I were discussing depression which is often a topic among this group because we all suffer from it to one degree or another.
This acquaintance used an analogy I hadn't heard before that her brain was constantly tuned to the same radio station and she couldn't change the channel. She practices ignoring the noise but it's always there this constant hum in the background. This particular analogy really resonated with me because that's what depression often feels like, this scratchy old broadcast that you can never get rid of that you're sometimes able to turn the volume down on but other times it's so loud it's the only thing you can think about because the thoughts are so blaringly loud.
Fast forward to today and I had a very good appointment with my psychiatrist. He's giving me hope. But what does that have to do with the radio station? Well, I told him the story about the radio station and a little while later we were discussing something else and he said yea when you're depressed that radio station is always tuned to Hell.
So that is a new description to have in my back pocket when people don't understand depression. Depression is a radio station from Hell that you can't turn off on your own and if you're bipolar the volume fluctuates between almost silent to ear bleeding loud.
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