Social Contagion

Depression can be catching, sort of like a cold, but with less snot.

I’ve been having to deal with several depressed people on a daily basis for the last couple of months, and it’s definitely getting to me. I’ve become depressed because it’s really depressing to deal with depressed people all the time. It turns the world a different, greyer, colour. It makes getting myself to do things just a little bit harder, day after day. It snuck up on me because, really, there’s nothing in my own heart to make me sad, it’s just that I feel bad for not being able to fix things for them, which triggers the downward spiral.

Now that I’m aware of it, I think I can start to separate out what’s my own actual emotion and what’s just from being around depressed people. It’s not my job to fix these people (I’m not a doctor or a counsellor or anything remotely like that), and I know they’d be horrified to hear that I’ve been getting depressed myself. The guilt I feel is pointless, and we’ll all be better off if I allow myself to be happy.

So I’m going to concentrate on the things I enjoy, which includes writing (fiction & blogging), and focus on my own life again.


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