As I was traveling through the mountains one morning, I was struck by the fog and mist covering and descending onto the mountain tops...this came to mind in describing depression:
This is a visual: The Progression and regression of Depression...
Depression is the heavy fog seen in the mountains, covering the peaks, and making them difficult to see. Depression is like thick dense fog blanketing my mind. depression makes me blind to all that is around me. I can't think, I can't breath, I can't smell. I am only able to discern this weird fog. I feel as if I am hurdling headlong into disaster, but can't see it coming, can't prepare for the impact, my reality is distorted. I am immersed in fog, mentally blind.
I know the mountains are there, I am aware of that reality in a small area somewhere in my mind...but I can't see", so therefore it is not real...
Fog slowly builds and thickens and lowers itself onto the mountains. You watch the haze, watch as the landscape slowly disappears from view until the mountains vanish. Once a landmark that kept me on my path, now obscured or gone, I become disoriented, confused, have no direction, I cannot find a landmark to follow..Fear, sadness, gloom paralyze me and panic sets in...Doomsday...
Eventually the faint outline of the mountains start to appear..The fog is still there, but I am becoming able to see thru it, there is a glimmer of hope. The fog, depression, is still there, evident, but hope is coming...then the fog lifts, its clear, I can see, find my way back.
For me, depression starts out light, a faint cloud I barely notice, and gradually slowly builds and descends..If I could stop it at its starting point, I would be okay...but I cannot...
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