Here you will find the dark side.
The area where I will remain unrestrained, free to be miserable, not putting on a happy front, not faking life.
Welcome to Depression.
I’m not too sure how this works. I’m hoping this ‘page’ is segregated from the main Brompton dialect (I hate the word blog).
If its not I’m making no apologies as this is my space for expressing what I have spent a life time suppressing.
What not to say to someone who is depressed
These are things that have been said to me in the past six months. I would advise strongly against saying any of these unless you actually enjoy causing the recipient more internal pain.
- Chin up!
- Snap out of it
- Think happy thoughts
- You should do Yoga
- Not going to do something stupid are you?
- There are people worse off
- hat have you got to be depressed about
- Cheer up
- Depression doesn’t exist its all in your head
What to say to someone who has found the strength to confide with you that they are depressed
These are things that have never said to me but I feel to be better than the above.
- Would you like to go for a walk and talk about it.
- Ah, that must suck, would you like a cup of tea?
Easy as that, more than likely the recipient will refuse any help of goodwill as they are firmly under the believe that they are really not worth anyone’s time of day and properly in a state of shock not to hear an item from the first list. But a little gesture can go a long way.