Depression: a photo illustration

These pictures are all of the same place at different times of day & from different angles. Hopefully this will help others see what depression feels like.

This is what normal everyday life looks like when you're NOT depressed.

This is what normal everyday life looks like when you’re NOT depressed.

A bad or 'depressed' day. You might not see where to put your feet, but there is still light and form, even muted colour.

A bad or ‘depressed’ day. You might not see where to put your feet, but there is still light and form, even muted colour.

A really good day of depression... You can see some light, colour & form in the distance.

A really good day of depression… You can see some light, colour & form in the distance.

Average day of depression.

Average day of depression.

As depression deepens, the light disappears into the distance, until it is so dark that it is easy to miss the light, & loose your way completely.

As depression deepens, the light disappears into the distance, until it is so dark that it is easy to miss the light, & loose your way completely.

I have not included the plain black image.

Psalm 42 (ESV)
1 As a deer pants for flowing streams, so pants my soul for you, O God.
2 My soul thirsts for God, for the living God. When shall I come and appear before God?
3 My tears have been my food day and night, while they say to me all the day long, “Where is your God?”
4 These things I remember, as I pour out my soul: how I would go with the throng and lead them in procession to the house of God with glad shouts and songs of praise, a multitude keeping festival.
5 Why are you cast down, O my soul, and why are you in turmoil within me? Hope in God; for I shall again praise him, my salvation
6 and my God. My soul is cast down within me; therefore I remember you from the land of Jordan and of Hermon, from Mount Mizar.
7 Deep calls to deep at the roar of your waterfalls; all your breakers and your waves have gone over me.
8 By day the LORD commands his steadfast love, and at night his song is with me, a prayer to the God of my life.
9 I say to God, my rock: “Why have you forgotten me? Why do I go mourning because of the oppression of the enemy?”
10 As with a deadly wound in my bones, my adversaries taunt me, while they say to me all the day long, “Where is your God?”
11 Why are you cast down, O my soul, and why are you in turmoil within me? Hope in God; for I shall again praise him, my salvation and my God.

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