Much like in Mary Shelley’s critically acclaimed novel Frankenstein, where young scientist Igor became consumed by guilt and then anger at the monster he had created, are we similarly responsible for our own monsters that stalk the recesses of our minds?
When we experience guilt about how we are feeling/ acting in a certain way , even over seemingly the most trivial of things, do we have the power to rationally dissect and tear apart its lies?
What do you think? While depression is arguably a condition whereby it is exceedingly to pinpoint a single or even multiple factors for its existence, the question remains -are we in part responsible for constructing the myriad of irrational thoughts that it forces upon us?
If this is the case, then surely it is equally our responsibility to take steps in order to ensure that we deconstruct one lie after another? Whether by the help of therapy or medication or with the support of family and friends?
In the last week, I have deconstructed my depressive thoughts by:
- Going out to meet up with a couple of friends at a bar. Previously my mind had told me lies such as, they are only meeting up with you because they pity you and they’re only inviting you to go as a last resort since someone better than you couldn’t make it.
- Upon retrospect, my friends wanted to meet up with me because I am a fun, even if a bit of sarcastic person to be around – they also suffer with mental illnesses themselves so they are more likely to be thinking of themselves and their own problems rather than ‘pitying’ me.
So tell me, what one thing have you done in the last hour, week or month in order to deconstruct the lies that depression whispers in your ear? Let me know in the comment section below!