Don’t feed the Black Dog of Depression
As I return home from running workshops on how to manage one’s SAD (Seasonal Affective Disorder) and the winter blues (i.e. not quite SAD, but on the brink), it strikes me that this blog may be useful to revisit.
Don’t feed the Black Dog of Depression
Sir Winston Churchill was prone to depression. He called his depressions his ‘black dog’. Now, I know that not all black dogs are miserable or skulk around in corners, but imagine what you
feel like when you are depressed. More than that, maybe you’re depressed right now, so you don’t even have to imagine it – you can just experience it. I’ll connect the black dog dots for
you.
It starts without you knowing that it has started: Something distant and abstract – remote, even, in your subconscious. A sense of unease swirls around you like …