Day by Day She’s Getting Stronger
I’d be telling a tall tale if I said I was feeling recovered but day by day I’m getting stronger. The weeping came and went like a storm. Now I’m feeling calm and detached. I’m observing my thoughts and feelings in a friendly accepting way, rather than intensely experiencing or rejecting them.
Memories sparkle like islands in the sea of sorrow. Memories of both happy and sad times. Memories spanning decades of growth and changes.
Painful Questions
Prior to the memorial service, we asked ourselves and one another: ” How can a man who appears to have it all — a job, a loving partner and friends, a home, a future — become depressed? Could or should I have done more to help him?” Following the service we left with the same unanswered questions echoing between our ears.
Complicating attempts to comprehend why he had taken his own life is the widespread but mistaken impression that depression is a woman’s disease that only rarely afflicts men. It’s easy to get sucked into this misconception because, rather than showing classic signs of acute depression the great majority of depressed men express their distress in unexpected covert ways.
Men and Depression
Some depressed men become become irritable, angry and even combative co-workers and family members. Others withdraw from their loved ones and social circles altogether. Still others act irresponsibly taking up gambling and or self-medicating with alcohol, drugs and extra-relational sex. There also those who switch hit back and forth displaying one behaviour today and another tomorrow.
Classic Symptoms
So many friends and family members die of this dis-ease like my friend did. They are young. They are old. They are male and they are female. Their death certificates do not state the cause of death as depression yet, we know what to attribute their suicides too. They lived with feelings of despair and hopelessness; feelings detached from life and those around them; chronic fatigue; feelings of deep sorrow; inability to concentrate or make decisions; changes in eating and/or sleeping patterns; persistent/recurring headaches or frequent gastrointestinal problems; and, persistent thoughts of suicide. They were inconsolably despondent.
Ineffectual Treatment
Worse still, while we ask ourselves what more we could have done to prevent their death — to help them — we are faced with the fact that they had indeed tried it all before they chose to exit life prematurely.
My friend had nearly 5 years of professional therapy aimed at bringing his feelings to the surface. He faithfully took the prescribed drugs. He established and maintained a daily exercise program and, he pursued hobbies and participated in clubs. In short, my friend attempted to develop more constructive approaches to everyday life but, he was unable to “fake until he made it”.
Similar but Different
As I sat in front of my lamp this morning I recognized that among the ties that bound my friend and I so closely together were identification and consequently, empathy. We both survived a terminal illness, we both suffered from SAD (Seasonal Affective Disorder).
I also considered what set us apart. We both had therapy but I remained drug free and I used the SAD light. Then I took up aerobics and really enjoyed my classes. He exercised regularly but didn’t enjoy it. My body responded positively to the combination of yoga and aerobics and I began to feel energized again. His body responded to working out at the gym but he didn’t seem to feel an increase in energy level. I also discovered belly dancing and improvisational comedy and I developed the skills to “fake it until I made it”. He did not.
Seasonal Affective Disorder
As many as 10 percent of Canadians may suffer from some sort of seasonal depression caused by sunlight changes commonly referred to as the “winter blues”. Our symptoms include low energy, excessive fatigue and desire to sleep, eating disorders, and even severe depression. These effects are usually caused by what is commonly referred to as a malfunction of the body’s clock.
The treatment is bright light every day and the preferred level of light is about as bright as a spring morning on a clear day. Light therapy is a simple, medically recognized treatment. To learn more, see Seasonal depression, jet lag and light therapy (Canadian Ophthalmological Society).
Research on SAD has shown that it is better to start treatment early in autumn, before the usual onset of symptoms. Light therapy involves the use of a specially designed lamp that delivers 5,000 to 10,000 lux of light. Each day, preferably in the morning, for 20 to 60 minutes, we sit in front of the lamp and enjoy the bright light entering our eyes that provides the therapy.
The light impacts on the retina, the signal is transmitted via the optic nerve, eventually reaching the pineal gland. The pineal gland controls the secretion of melatonin. We don’t stare at the light because it can give us a headache and/or eye strain, instead we do an ordinary task like writing letters, reading or working on our computers, while we are under the light.
Light boxes cost about $200 to $400. You’ll need a 20-60 minute session every morning to ease your symptoms. If you believe you’re prone to seasonal depression, there are other things you can do to take advantage of winter sunlight:
- Spend more time outdoors during the day.
- Put your desk next to a window at home.
- Take advantage of the window in your office (if you have one).
- Buy a light box, and use it while doing a routine activity.
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Nov 21st, 2007 at 7:53 pm
brightfeather!
I am so glad to see you! Yes, the recovery process is one of waves, or like a storm as you say. (”Gale force winds” I had called them to my friend who was going through a huge grieving with me..) Don’t be surprised or beat yourself up if a later wave catches you unaware. (”Sneaker waves” they call them here!)
Thank you for this information! A very good reminder how depression shows up so differently in our male counterparts. They will not express it like we do, but if we can notice it, just maybe we can help.
May the memories, like sparks, cleave to your soul!
namasté
Nov 21st, 2007 at 9:47 pm
You are a survivor Brightfeather and a brave one at that.
Take a trip to India…there’s constant very bright sunlight…too much of it in fact! Goa is really good in winter.
I myself need light. In the sense that I hate darkness unless I am sleeping. All my windows are always open and I always choose houses where the sun enters. I like houses with open balconies which welcomes the sun. The sun is life. It gives life and it makes us live life.
Nov 21st, 2007 at 9:57 pm
I hope your mother is getting better. Times like these test us, and sometimes it feels as if we won’t make it, the pain is so great.
You know that my thoughts and prayers are with you Brightfeather.
Nov 22nd, 2007 at 2:00 pm
Thank you all for reading my post and commenting on it. I need support and I appreciate the fact that you are there for me during this painful process.
I have a brief update to offer. My mother’s physical health is improving. Her dementia, of course, will not improve.
My cyber friend has still not contacted me and I’m heartsick about that. I keep wondering what I could have possibly done to prompt a total withdrawal from communication.
When I’m feeling stronger I compose another post. I’m just not up to writing one today.
May you all enjoy a wonderful Thanksgiving.
Namaste {she bows}
Nov 23rd, 2007 at 12:54 am
Dear feather of brightness, I am heartened to read “She’s getting stronger.” It seems we are living in strange times, but I do see more light coming in soon.
I’ve included you and your mother and your missing cyber friend, and your recently deceased friend, and your late beloved horses in my meditation tonight. You are all surrounded with as much light as I can generate, and I trust you may all find each other in an easier place. Blessings and hugs.
Nov 23rd, 2007 at 5:17 am
hi brightfeather - I’m glad to see you’re doing better.
I’ve been using a Finnish-made SAD light for the past five winters and it has done a lot for my energy level and overall sense of well-being through the long, dark months. It’s not a cure-all though, because you have to work at getting out and keeping active. I go ice-skating a lot…
Nov 23rd, 2007 at 12:31 pm
Thanks for the feedback Ian. I have found my light to be very effective and I re-started my walk for an hour everyday program on November 1st.
Nov 23rd, 2007 at 12:32 pm
@museditions
Thanks for continuing to hold me in the light. I appreciate your support and your blessings. I also love {{{HUGs}}} :)
Dec 8th, 2007 at 9:59 pm
Brightfeather– I’m glad you’re doing better. I know that the suicide of a loved one is a hard thing to figure out. The one thing that helped me in my thinking (after my father’s suicide) was to realize that they are suffering more internally than can be healed by what they have externally. Those of us who are left behind can’t understand how they could have left all of it behind, but a suicidal person loses that rationale. I finally learned to think of my father’s death as a setting free of sorts. He finally stopped suffering. At least, that’s how I choose to see it.
My thoughts are with you as you continue to heal. I’m sending hugs too.
Dec 9th, 2007 at 2:59 pm
@moonbeam
Thanks for sending me hugs. I could use lots of them right now. I do hear what you are saying about the end to suffering however, there’s a huge hole in my heart that hurts.
I miss my both dead friend and my disappeared cyber friend BIGTIME. Sigh …
Anyway, I’m trying to turn over a new leaf and let the sun in. Whenever a door closes a window opens so I’m looking for the light.
Thanks so much for caring.
Namaste
Dec 9th, 2007 at 11:40 pm
Oh, I’m so sorry. I hope it didn’t sound like I was being harsh. I know you’re hurting, and I’m so sorry about the hole in your heart.
Dec 10th, 2007 at 3:24 pm
Nah, you didn’t sound harsh moonbeam so please don’t apologize. I thought I was through menopause but I’m not apparently by a long shot. I’m just ultra-sensitive right now. :(
Dec 13th, 2007 at 1:22 pm
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