for me, i had a defence mechanism to avoid any questions about my problems or concerns: i always smile. it’s not a fake coverup because smiling does make me feel good. but if i was really honest with myself, i knew something wasn’t right. i would have low days when i felt as though i was just going through the motions. then i’d occasionally do a self-assessment survey about depression and tick off the boxes, thinking that’s likely my problem.
despite this self-diagnosis, i’d talk myself out of asking for help from my doctor because i would think ‘what have i got to feel unhappy about?’ i’m a journalist who is passionate about my work, i have a wonderful family, i make excellent hummus.
to fix things and boost my endorphins, i’d rely on my commitment to exercise, eating healthy whole food, and being social with friends. these all make me feel good, but didn’t lift that dark mood that often pulled me down. then i asked a naturopath for advice, and she said that i wasn’t depressed. i was “not what depression looked like.” i came away thinking maybe i just needed more relaxation and sleep in my life.
but all the stress-relief, nutrition and exercise, while good for me, still didn’t keep the heaviness at bay. depression can be an invisible pain.