"People get cured from depression."
The person who told me that gave me a reassuring smile. And upon hearing those words I was, well, reassured. She was after all, someone who has the credentials to back up her statement. She was one of those people who have impressive titles attached to their names that it would be difficult not to believe anything they say. Or maybe I believed her because I wanted to. I wanted to be better. I wanted to have something to hold on to. I needed to believe in something because I lost faith in everything. And sitting there listening to someone tell me that whatever is was that felt heavy in my heart will soon go away, I was given hope.
Fast forward to two years after when I was already "cured" and was off medications, I got into a debate with a clinical psychologist friend who believed that depression cannot be cured, just managed. Heck, I was cured and "depression-free", what more proof did she need? But she argued that clinical depression, like diabetes, needs lifetime treatment. It doesn't necessarily mean though, that one has to take anti-depressants for as long as she lives. Depression may be tempered, but it's just there, silently waiting for the next crisis that will trigger the symptoms to come full force, like the rejection of a loved one, the work promotion that didn't come, or a family reunion that reminds you that your life is not going in the direction that you initially aimed for. That's why, she says, a person who has once been diagnosed with depression and has already been "cured" has to have some powerful radar that would detect when a situation would set off the depression, and then do something fast to prevent it from coming. She cites physical exercise, meditation, counseling, and proper nutrition as some of the ways to manage depression.
I find out now that she's right. A person with depression cannot be cured. But she can heal.
And what is healing? A wise spiritual friend defines it as "awareness", and she was not only referring to depression but also healing from all the wounds of our past. Healing requires us to be fully conscious of the reasons why we say and do certain things, why we behave in a particular manner, and doing the necessary inner work to be free from the wounds that prevent us from becoming the best versions of ourselves.
Healing is awareness.
Awareness that it is your own insecurities that make you talk about your co-worker behind her back. And so you stop, and instead focus your efforts to overcome your envy towards her by working on your own strengths as a person.
Awareness that you feel resentful over the fact that you are not the favorite child of your parents and so you work yourself out over the masters degree, the high-paying job, the latest gadgets, and the travels to cover-up for your sense of low self-worth. Healing is when you believe in your own importance as person not through your social status and other people's approval.
Awareness that you are eating that second slice of chocolate cake not because you're still hungry, but because you want to numb your pain. And so you walk far away from the dining table to find more constructive ways to deal with the betrayal of a loved one.
Awareness that you hold on to a relationship no matter how bad it is just so you won't be alone. Healing is finding happiness even if you don't have anybody to kiss under the mistletoe.
Awareness that the reason you get so riled up about the incompetence of the people you work with has a lot to do about hating yourself for not measuring up. And healing is being kind to yourself and accepting your own weaknesses as well as being patient with the shortcomings of other people.
Awareness that you run away to some foreign tourist destination every chance you get and knowing that it's your way of escaping from facing something that you couldn't. Healing is learning to stay still while your own boat rocks violently.
Healing, says my friend, is a lifetime process. There are no guarantees that you will no longer feel like a failure. In fact there will be many moments when you will fall flat on your face and you will be tempted to give up. But that's what healing is all about: it's about trying, wanting, reaching, and falling. And knowing that you will be okay, anyway.
I find out now that she's right. A person with depression cannot be cured. But she can heal.
And what is healing? A wise spiritual friend defines it as "awareness", and she was not only referring to depression but also healing from all the wounds of our past. Healing requires us to be fully conscious of the reasons why we say and do certain things, why we behave in a particular manner, and doing the necessary inner work to be free from the wounds that prevent us from becoming the best versions of ourselves.
Healing is awareness.
Awareness that it is your own insecurities that make you talk about your co-worker behind her back. And so you stop, and instead focus your efforts to overcome your envy towards her by working on your own strengths as a person.
Awareness that you feel resentful over the fact that you are not the favorite child of your parents and so you work yourself out over the masters degree, the high-paying job, the latest gadgets, and the travels to cover-up for your sense of low self-worth. Healing is when you believe in your own importance as person not through your social status and other people's approval.
Awareness that you are eating that second slice of chocolate cake not because you're still hungry, but because you want to numb your pain. And so you walk far away from the dining table to find more constructive ways to deal with the betrayal of a loved one.
Awareness that you hold on to a relationship no matter how bad it is just so you won't be alone. Healing is finding happiness even if you don't have anybody to kiss under the mistletoe.
Awareness that the reason you get so riled up about the incompetence of the people you work with has a lot to do about hating yourself for not measuring up. And healing is being kind to yourself and accepting your own weaknesses as well as being patient with the shortcomings of other people.
Awareness that you run away to some foreign tourist destination every chance you get and knowing that it's your way of escaping from facing something that you couldn't. Healing is learning to stay still while your own boat rocks violently.
Healing, says my friend, is a lifetime process. There are no guarantees that you will no longer feel like a failure. In fact there will be many moments when you will fall flat on your face and you will be tempted to give up. But that's what healing is all about: it's about trying, wanting, reaching, and falling. And knowing that you will be okay, anyway.
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