Friday, February 19, 2016

All the Ups and Downs

I am someone who used to be prone to depression. I say "used to be" because it has been a long time since I really felt that deep, penetrating sense of darkness, and I'd like to think I'm cured. If that's even a thing.

After coming out of the last dark hole without the help of pharmaceuticals, I was simultaneously thrilled that it was possible (for me) and waiting for the slapdown because I had gotten too cocky. Too big for my britches. Thought I was above it all. As if depression were some spiteful older relative who was setting me up to watch me fall, laughing in the corner as I celebrated because he knew he had the power to pull the rug out from under me.

I remember being afraid to even hear the word "depression" for fear that that combination of letters could trigger another episode. I couldn't read about someone else's struggle with it, nor could I watch a television show or movie that featured any characters who were depressed. It seemed contagious, like my emergence from the darkness was the result of the fact that I had simply forgotten it was part of me - a limb I was ignoring but would soon rediscover and have to deal with. Seeing someone else with the same thing would inevitably draw my attention to it and dump me right back into that deep hole.

But it turns out that depression doesn't work that way. And on some level, I always knew that, but when you are still feeling tender from the last blow, it isn't much of a stretch to believe that the next one is right around the corner. And so I cowered. But eventually I came out of my hiding place and started to think that maybe this time I could be ok for a while. Or longer.

And it's been a long time. And I'm grateful.

But this week I discovered Furiously Happy, a book about depression and what it means to fully embrace the craziest, most wildly happy things in life. And I am remembering that, while gratitude is great, it is somewhere near the middle of the rise (and fall) of the roller coaster, but happiness like Lawson writes about, that is at the top, with the amazing views and the stomach-dropping adrenaline and the involuntary grin that spreads so wide you think your face will split like an overripe watermelon. And while it is probably way overused, that phrase "feel all the feels" comes to mind, with the emphasis on the ALL part.

Sometimes, when I am acutely aware of my status as a responsible adult, I hold back from laughing out loud when I see something ridiculous. I put all my energy into anticipating who will be hungry when and do we have healthy snacks in the house. I pay attention to the road and the pedestrians because I have a new driver in the car who is watching me (or not, it's sometimes hard to tell). I look for the lessons - and, believe me, during this crazy election cycle there are plenty of lessons. Sometimes I forget that adulting and irreverence are not mutually exclusive.

Last week I was really sick. That kind of sick where you really can't make yourself get up off of the couch and every time you try you fall over again. I mostly slept for two days. But then, even when I wasn't tired anymore, I discovered that I couldn't just bounce back, that emptying the dishwasher was enough to physically exhaust me and I had to go sit on the couch. The problem with this is that I normally don't sit around much. Unless I am reading a really great book, I can't sit still for very long and I certainly can't watch more than one TV show at a time without getting up to do something else. So being forced to sit around was painfully boring and I started getting a little weird.  At one point I found myself looking at all of the emojis on my phone and texted them to Lola.

Because who uses a circular saw blade emoji*? Or maybe it is supposed to be a free-floating gear? In any case, who created that and why? And what about the bamboo one with the little star-like thing and the red flag/leaf coming off of it? What the hell is that supposed to symbolize? I spent a long time looking at all of the stock emojis available, imagining what prompted their creation, and bugging Lola who was busy in her room doing homework. She was amused for a while, but quickly ran out of patience with me. I think her final text went something like: Oh, God, Mom! You need to find something to do.

The point of this was that it was useless and fun and goofy and that's something I haven't been in a while (well, I hope I'm never useless). And it rocked. And it reminded me that I can crack that door of irreverence open whenever I want to - not just when I'm deliriously sick - and that it is restorative. And since then, I smile whenever I think of something funny, even when I'm the only one around. Like this morning when I drove by a guy walking his pug (who, incidentally, looked exactly like the human version of his own dog) who thought he was alone and mimicked his dog's whole-body-shake-the-pouring-rain-off-of-me maneuver and stuck his tongue out at him. I laughed out loud. Or when I heard a song in my head as I stepped out of the shower and instead of trying to banish it or ignore it, I decided to dance to it. By myself. In the bathroom. And that dance move was the first one I've done in a while.

My poor kids. I think I'm going to start being weird a little more often. It's pretty fun.

*I just looked up that emoji on my phone because I was going to post a picture of it here and I think it's supposed to be a gear, but in my defense, that is still a fairly obscure thing to have on one's phone. There is also a table clamp one which is beyond ridiculous because, really? And, as someone who doesn't often use emojis because, well, I'm 44 years old, both of them are now in my "frequently used" emojis that pop up whenever I text someone. So I'm going to start using them both to see if I can confuse people and make them wonder what the hell I mean by that. Because that's fun, right?

2 comments:

Carrie Link said...

Yes, that's fun. ⛱

Margaret Pinard said...

Great discovery, and thanks for writing about it!

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