black dog

Sydney woman shares LGBTQ anguish during marriage postal survey.
Mental health organisations are pleading with the government to show more concern for the negative impact from the postal survey.
You can do it! Yes, you can write, pitch ideas, speak eloquently in public and (whisper it quietly) keep going with the novel. It's possible you could make fair fist of running the country given a chance, you certainly have enough opinions.
We all have good ideas or dreams whereby we can progress financially, spiritually, morally etc....but we don't necessarily
With depression there is no Because, there just Is. Reasons could be something, anything or nothing in particular. I needed to re-live the experience of that bout of depression.
Over the past year I have been involved fully in The Black Dawg project. It started off simply, writing down late at night my thoughts and feelings in the wake of a debilitating depressive episode in my life.
I have been writing or discussing depression for a few years rather than brushing the experience under the carpet. Whilst moving on to a happier and more hopeful phase, I realised I have a duty of care to share.
Oh no, not another blogpost about Depression, I wish it would go away. Funnily enough so do a lot of us. But it won't. It's here to stay, this 21st Century disease, or could there be signs of similar dark phantoms in the psyche of our past?
The black dog has left the building. I'm back to myself; returned to the living. I swear next time when this happens (if it happens again), I'll be more on the lookout for signs. I looked back in my diary and read what I was doing just before I had a major depression.
The bully for many of you, who you either acknowledge or not, is within. He is the dominant, overriding voice who demands your attention but not your affection, your compliance not your defiance, your obedience, your subservience. He is the omnipotent Black Dog, logged in to your psyche, he knows the passwords to get in and won't log out.