Depression is rage turned inwards. So says my psychotherapist and many others who have written on the subject. Rage with nowhere to go. Rage at the state of the world. Rage at a world incensed by the allegations of sexual assault coming out of Hollywood and Parliament. Rage at #metoo. Rage that no-one is surprised, that it is an open secret and has been for decades. Rage at our impotence to do anything about it, except, well, rage.
For as long as I can remember, I have been searching for meaning, for purpose, to feel like I'm doing what I was put on earth to do. This goes hand in hand with having a disastrously fragile sense of self, which has led to untold amounts of mental health issues. How do I know what to do if I don't know who I am?
With a flick of the switch, the weather has turned autumnal to coincide with the beginning of the school year. Coupled with the tragic and apocalyptic hurricanes across the globe in Texas and the Caribbean, as well as devastating floods in South Asia, those prone to anxiety like myself may be having a hard time … Continue reading On anxiety, acceptance and hope
There is a growing trend of people who are realising that working all hours is not only unsatisfying but deeply harmful to our well-being. The capitalist or protestant work ethic of working until you drop just isn't cutting it any more. Even our leisure time feels competitive and stressful. The working mindset - a state … Continue reading On slowing down