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The black dog of depression
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UK. Occasional poet. Mental health blogger. Knitter. Reader. Smoker. Procrastinator.
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judithatwood
May 16, 2012 at 2:07 am
Isn’t this the truth! Love from another black dog!
YAPCaB
May 16, 2012 at 3:18 am
Just had a varient of this conversation tonight.”Do I tell our guests I’m deep in depression and my jaw is killing me from stress clenching or just play out the best I can” you know which one won…
Richard-Yves Sitoski
May 16, 2012 at 5:15 am
Very sharp cartoon. As I’ve always been an open book and pretty much incapable of hiding my emotions, when I’m really effed up it shows. But I can pass as non-depressed fairly well, because my sense of humour doesn’t actually wane until I get really, *really* sick….
debbierea
May 16, 2012 at 7:42 am
This week has been hard but my goodness, I am now an amazing magician with an invisible big black dog!!! great cartoon.
debbierea
May 16, 2012 at 7:52 am
To be fair though, on second thoughts, I have a few diabetics in my family and they definitely try their hardest to hide how debilitating their illness from the world…
edwardonbebop
May 16, 2012 at 9:43 am
Reblogged this on Edward On Bebop and commented:
Good one.
--Rick
May 16, 2012 at 1:20 pm
So True
nukemm33
May 16, 2012 at 3:40 pm
I feel like this sometimes. Pretty sure I have depression, but I feel like I am just complaining so I don’t want to see someone about it. Either that or gas…it could be gas. Oh, I also use humor to try and hide it.
halfwaybetweenthegutter
May 16, 2012 at 4:44 pm
Oh humour is the way to go! It masks the depression, so although it’s not exactly the ideal cure… it’s got me out of a lot of horrible situations.
What’s best for you is what will work. If you feel you need to see someone… I know it’s hard – one of the hardest things to do – but it may just help. Or perhaps you’re putting it off because you’re not convinced it’s the right way to go. If you do have depression, I hope you find the answer.
Kathy
May 18, 2012 at 7:26 pm
Reblogged this on I have Fibromyalgia.
Don't let me get me
August 17, 2012 at 10:47 pm
Brilliant cartoon. Is it ok to repost on my blog at all?
Jennifer Butler Basile
April 4, 2013 at 10:13 pm
That just nails it right on the damn black dog’s head . . .
Jennifer Butler Basile
May 13, 2013 at 1:44 pm
Reblogged this on Chopping Potatoes and commented:
As we crafted the pieces of our imagined lives, looking forward to our marriage, family, and beyond, my husband and I followed this idea of the perfect dog. His name would be Rufus, inspired by a back-bone slipping, soul-thrumming blues song about a hound dog by one Rufus Thomas. A shaggy, black, hulking mass, his own bark would be his calling card, “Rooof-us”. We pictured him playing with our future children, leading us down wooded paths, cozying up by the fire.
Ironically, we got just what we were asking for.
There is a black dog that lies at my feet while the children play; a dark shadow that trails my every step; even one who crawls in beside me while I sleep.
Only his name is not Rufus.
Depression is not the companion my husband and I envisioned accompanying us on our life’s journey. And I didn’t envision me as its sole caretaker.
It can be taught to heel. It can be kenneled or crated. But it is still a wild animal; a living, breathing thing. And like a wet dog on a rainy day, its smell permeates the air long after its left the room.