What Does Depression Feel Like? Print E-mail

It was not really alarming at first, since the change was subtle, but I did notice that my surroundings took on a different tone at certain times: the shadows of nightfall seemed more somber, my mornings were less buoyant, walks in the woods became less zestful, and there was a moment during my working hours in the late afternoon when a kind of panic and anxiety overtook me…” - William Styron, Darkness Visible

Image: Nude Male Seated by Flandrin Hippolyte Sometimes the Depression Self-Screening Test is just too clinical, and the symptoms don’t really “click” with you. Some of the criteria are general, and if you’re suffering from depression, specifics are easier to understand. I know that I might not have diagnosed myself with depression just on the basis of those symptoms. I had no change in appetite, and no sleep problems (waking up was what was difficult). Below are some un-clinical symptoms.

  • Things just seem “off” or “wrong.”
  • You don’t feel hopeful or happy about anything in your life.
  • You’re crying a lot, either at nothing, or something that normally would be insignificant.
  • You feel like you’re moving (and thinking) in slow motion.
  • Getting up in the morning requires a lot of effort.
  • Carrying on a normal conversation is a struggle. You can’t seem to express yourself.
  • You’re having trouble making simple decisions.
  • Your friends and family really irritate you.
  • You’re not sure if you still love your spouse/significant other.
  • Smiling feels stiff and awkward. It’s like your smiling muscles are frozen.
  • It seems like there’s a glass wall between you and the rest of the world.
  • You’re forgetful, and it’s very difficult to concentrate on anything.
  • You’re anxious and worried a lot.
  • Everything seems hopeless.
  • You feel like you can’t do anything right.
  • You have recurring thoughts of death and/or suicidal impulses. Suicide seems like a welcome relief.
  • You have a feeling of impending doom - you think something bad is going to happen, although you may not be sure what.
  • In your perception of the world around you, it’s always cloudy. Even on sunny days, it seems cloudy and gray.
  • You feel as though you’re drowning or suffocating.
  • You’re agitated, jumpy and and anxious much of the time.
  • Your senses seem dulled; food tastes bland and uninteresting, music doesn’t seem to affect you, you don’t bother smelling flowers anymore.
  • Incessantly and uncontrollably into your mind comes the memory of every failure, every bad or uncomfortable experience, interview or date, like a torrent of negativity.

How depression may affect your life.

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  • Your depression “biography”

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51. 01-15-2008 20:30
 
How I see it
I read all the comments and can't help but bawl. I know how everyone feels and it scares me. I have a LOT to be thankful for, I have a loving and supportive spouse, family, good job, pet, new nephew. I can't enjoy any of it and all I do is ask myself over and over, why? Why can't I enjoy my life? Why am I like this? I don't have any reason to be. I take the medication then it goes away, but lately its been coming back once a year. I know I will get better and climb up out of this dark chasm, yet is it worth all the effort if it will just come back and drag me all the way back down to the bottom where I will dwell for weeks and fight? What did I do to deserve this? It would be easier to deal with if it weren't for the constant negative thoughts and scary scenarios I play over and over in my head. Am I going insane? What did I do in my past that caused this? Is it all in my head? If i never did this or that, this would have never happened and I would have had a perfect life, but now I just have this disease to look forward to ruining everything that should be happy and joyful in life, like getting married or having a baby. I just wish I was anybody else that didn't have depression, even if it meant I would be a burn victim, blind, and in a wheelchair. Is that normal?
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pig
52. 01-19-2008 22:51
 
You'll Never Amount To Nothing
I was told early in life by my adoptive mother that I would never amount to anything and she was right. Here I am 49 years old living in a basement, jobless, penniless and hopeless. I am just so tired of trying and failing only to try and fail again. I think about killing myself but never will because I have a deep belief in God. The best part of the day is to sleep and the worst part is having to wake up. Wake up knowing that I am nowhere and going nowhere. I am sick of hearing that there is always someone who has it worse because even though that is true, there is always someone who has it better. I am tired of hear just hang on, things will get better. Just when is that suppose to happen? I\'m alone, getting older and it seems real bleak that I will ever find someone to love me. I don\'t even have a car to find a job. It\'s the middle of winter and that is what my soul feels like, the middle of winter. The real kicker is that no one really cares. Every time I think I am on my feet, the rug gets pulled out from under me. All I have to hold on to is my faith in God and I just wish He would help me not to be such a loser. You would think lonely hurting people would find each other and help each other but they never do. We are alone in our lonliness, misery and pain.
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Carolyn
53. 01-26-2008 01:10
 
Ow
I sleep 12+ hours a day, when I'm sad my head really hurts and it feels like it's going to explode. I headache would feel good right about now. I don't tell or let others see how I feel cause I don't want them to be bothered by me. I need a job so bad but I can barely bring myself to apply cause I know I'm going to fail. I've only gotten myself two interviews in almost a year. Thought about suicide for the past 7 or 8 years but I can't do it cause it would hurt others. Even have plans and everything. Oh well! For some reason it feels good to talk about this. I am too honest with people and I feel so guilty about lying that I can only say the truth or avoid the answer.
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Not important
54. 01-26-2008 19:40
 
Ow
What it feels like... to me, it's not just pain but agony. Everything about Life hurts and the clincher is that there is no hope that it's going to go away, and if it does -as it has done in the past- you always know it will return. And return it does, with a vengance.  
 
You understand, don't you. That's why you're reading this: to put words to something you can't really describe. 
 
I'm sorry for all of us to have to endure this but for what it's worth, guys, there are those who understand.
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Pam
55. 01-27-2008 11:38
 
whatsthepoint...
sometimes i try to work it all out in my head...if i do this itll make it better...if i do that itll make it better but its just a vicious circle.sometimes i daydream then something clicks and i think to myself there must be an answer..somewhere out there...THERE HAS TO BE A REASON. sometimes i think that if we suffer in this life like we all are right now...maybe we're setting ourselves up for an amazing life somewhere else. maybe all this pain is for a reason?or am i just tryin to convinc myself to keep going everyday..makin a fool of myself...comparing who i am now to who i was and bein too proud to admit it. well yeah i guess we're not alone but lets face it ..it doesnt make you feel any better does it? i hate not having the answer. i hate watching other people float through life and take everything in their stride. whywhywhy.im too scared to die.im too scared to live. its like your caught in this world between life and death and that frustration of not being able to put a word on it..the frustration of not ebing able to describe it is how i would define depression or whatever it is that we're all going through.im raging at life...but il keep on fighting..dont let this beat you.dont let it win.im 17 and feel so alone but i no i cant give up.i have too much pride to give up.im nto angry at people..im angry with life and thats the best thing to be angry with.hold that burning torch up in the air and scream i wont let u win.il beat u. i have to.  
good luck guys. hang on in there x
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beca
56. 02-04-2008 05:08
 
It Never Ends
It's like living in hell. I've literally considered the fact that I was in hell. Everyday is gray, sleep used to be great, 12 hours outside of it, but sometimes there are nightmares and then theres nothing. Every victory or happiness turns to dust instantaneously. I think about suicide a lot, and keep coming up with reasons to put it off. Sometimes though I think about all the bad shit that has happened to me, in these uncontrollable flashes that don't stop. On those nights I've found myself on rooftops next to the railing just trying to work up enough nerve to jump. The only thing that gets me through the days is knowing that this is my cross to bear. Not in a religious way. I am depressed, I've been depressed, and I only get glimpses of what it must be like to not be depressed in movies. Yeah, if you have an 8 at a time netflix account you might be a little fucked up. I know its not going to end and I take pride in being able to keep going. Until I cant.
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Jon
57. 02-05-2008 00:16
 
apathy
I used to be so passionate about so many things. I remember feeling this deep sense of hope and wonder and joy when I went for walks and watched the sun set. I remember promising myself I would become an author someday. Now, all that is only a memory. I don't find happiness in anything. I used to love my family and friends more than anything in love, but now when I try to think about what I feel toward them, I'm not sure if I still love them or not. I feel like a horrible person for saying that, especially when I think of how I hardly ever see my grandma and grandpa anymore, but it's true. It's like I lost my ability to feel "connected" to people, if you know what I mean. I feel totally and completely isolated from other people. I don't feel anything when I talk to others. I feel that nothing I say is sincere, since I don't have any emotions anymore. This makes it impossible for me to make friends. I'm 16, and I've always been painfully shy, to the point where I've never had more than one or two friends at one time. But I always used to be loving, too. My friends meant everything to me. Now, I couldn't care less about making friends or being social-in fact, I try to avoid talking to people whenever I can. This scares me. I don't want to be cold and friendless. I want to be the person I was. This apathy that fills me like a huge black hole is destroying my life. I don't know what to do. Nothing makes me happy. I spend hours on the internet wasting time, or watching TV, instead of facing my favorite books or trying to write, because I know it wouldn't feel the same as it used to, and there wouldn't be a point in trying. High school sucks. It's impossible to go day after day feeling like this and pretending to be normal, pretending to care about the things everyone else cares about. I used to love watching Letterman or sitcoms, but nothing is funny to me anymore. Whenever I watch something funny with other people, I have to pretend to laugh because I don't want them to see me sitting there like a psychopath with an emotionless mask when they're cracking up over something. I haven't really told anyone how I feel. I've tried a few time, but my mom just said to snap out of it, and my best friend, who has had two abusive step-fathers, said that I have no reason to be depressed. I just wish they would understand. I wish they would still love me if they knew the depths of the sorrow I feel (or felt, before apathy set in), without looking at me differently. If only a few of us who have posted here could get together, maybe we could help drag each other out of the crushing depths of loneliness and depression that only we understand. I guess I'll just keep going, and hope that someday I'll remember what happiness feels like.
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Amanda
58. 02-06-2008 12:39
 
Never Give Up!
I have suffered from this illness now for 4 years. Usually I am fine and the meds work like a charm. Occasionally I will find myself starting to fall back into the hole. My shrink will then change my dosages and things eventually clear up. 
My son took his life 3 years ago because of this illness and the breakup of his relationship with the only girlfriend he ever had. Sometimes there are triggers that will just push someone too far. Two weeks ago my best friend whom I have known for 43 years, killed himself too. He had just been in a hospital for a week to go through detox. He was supposed to go to another hospital after that for 4 weeks but decided not too. Four days later he took his life. 
I know the hell of this illness. I know how debilitating it can be. I know how it takes away all hope and destroys all positive thought. Your mind becomes your own worst enenmy since it knows every single one of your weaknesses and attacks them constantly. You become a shell of your former self. You despise the person you\'ve become. There seems no point in continuing with this life. You are all alone even if you\'re in a sea of people. Your old self ceases to exist. You are living in hell. 
 
Know this; it has NOTHING to do with you. You are NOT able to control this illness any more than you can control cancer. It IS an illness. Very few people who have never been in the hole can fathom your pain and misery. It is beyond comprehension until you are in it. You are NOT crazy, nor on the verge of insanity. You ARE suffering from an illness. If your friends or family were told you had malaria they would expect you to get medical help, they would know you can\'t fix it by yourself. They don\'t see depression in the same way as any other illness. They have no clue. My father once told me to pull myself out of this. I.m 55 and was ready to deck him. Instead I asked him, \"Do you really think I want to be here? Do you really think living in this hell is something I enjoy? Do you understand that I\'d cut off my arm if that would get me out of this hell? This is not something I\'m doing to myself, it\'s something this illness is doing to me!!\" Needless to say, he seemed to get my point and never suggested I pull myself out of it again. The point is they have no clue what you are going through, none. 
 
Get help from an MD, Get anti-depressants. They will work but they take a few weeks to do so. Fight the fight. You are in hell and this will be the toughest battle you\'ll ever have to fight, I promise you that. All else will pale by comparison. If you can\'t afford a doctor go to a mental health clinic. Realize that they have no idea which drug will work for you. it\'s a hit or miss deal. There is no blood test that will tell what drug your brain is lacking or overproducing. They say that test is not far off. I was on Lexapro, Prozac and eventually Effexor. Effexor is what works for me. You can get out of the hole but you will need help. It is not a weakness on your part. You did NOT bring this upon yourself. You had nothing to do with it, NOTHING! 
 
When you feel like crying, cry. It\'s not you, it\'s the illness doing it to you. When you feel all alone, fight it like nothing else in your life, it\'s not you, it\'s the illness. When you think you can\'t take it for one more day, fight back don\'t let this hell of an illness beat you. Suicide is not the answer. Yell, scream do whatever you must but never, ever give up. One day daffodils will be bright yellow again, the sound of birds singing will ring gently in your head. You\'ll find yourself whistling an old favorite tune and then you\'ll realize you\'re back.
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Rudy
59. 02-07-2008 15:23
 
I Just Don't Know.
I don't know if i have depression but i have a fair few of those symptoms. Also, i read a diff article today and had 5 out of the 10 symptoms listed there. I am off school today because i woke up and just started bawling my eyes out because i didn't want to go. I finally stopped but then i saw myself in the mirror - my face was red from crying and i started bawling all over again. My mum told me to just stay home. I've been like this for about 2 weeks - minus the bawling. But i have cried a bit in the last 2 weeks and my dad and pop both had depression. Now i think my mum's got it but i just don't know. I don't want to have depression but it would give me an explanation for all this. I think i might have had it towards the end of school last year. I ended up having a month off school when they added up the days i'd been off (and that was only for half a year). Then the holidays came and all was good - mostly but then i started thinking about school the week before i started and all of a sudden, im sad again. I just din't know!
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Rachel
60. 02-08-2008 14:49
 
I Just Don't Know.
I feel so lost lately. I am going through some health issues and it seems never ending, like I'll never get better. I have a buzzy feeling in my body, I wake up at 5am everyday and feel sad and cry throughout the day. I used to be happy, life used to be good. My body feels heavy and I don't enjoy things like I used to. I try but my body feels achy and I feels so alone. My husband is trying so hard to support me and be there for me, but it's not enough - I feel so guilty putting him through this. I just wish I could get healthy again and be the smiling person I used to be.
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Dawn