About a Stranger and Depression

She looks at people, trying to imitate them. But they wear shorts while she has gloves.

In April back home there’s a tulip festival, and colours, warm colours, just like the weather. And happiness. Here, she takes photos of tall buildings, grey sky and crowded underground stations. Everything is grey, the weather, even the people dress in pale colours. But that’s fine, she can get used to that, right?

She is scared of being different, of standing out from the others around. The gloves remind her of her grandma, she used to have a pair just like that, made of wool. But she will never be there with her.

She tries to call home, for the third time, but no one answers. Ah! She remembers. It’s night time at home. She goes out as often as she can. She eats fish and chips, cause that’s how it’s done. But she likes it.

People seem colder in a way though, even her friends. They are all fine, of course, but distant, even when they’re nodding and smiling while listening to her. She still likes talking. Talking about her home, her past life, her future hopes. Cause that’s why she came there.

That’s why she left everything behind, even the blue sky. To start a new life, amongst the black cabs and red double-deckers, and grey clouds, and raindrops. A different place calls for a change, it’s always like that. She oscillates between changing to fit in, and preserving her true self. She has changed so much, though. So much. Is that good or bad?

Some things will always be the same. But she can’t adjust her body temperature when she’s dreaming of proper summertime. She tries to listen to other people’s accents, copy them, cause they can sense she’s not from around when she speaks. They don’t mind that. But she does.

She likes feeding the squirrels, but what kind of squirrels are these anyway? Where are the red squirrels she knew, with fluffy pointed ears?… Even the squirrels are grey here.

They say home is where her heart is, but she can’t remember where she left it.


P.S.: I’ve been recently diagnosed with mild depression. That was about a month after I wrote the short article above, at the Arvon creative writing workshop (more here and here), but I though I could talk a little bit about it here. The article had to describe a struggle caused by moving to a new place, and I wrote it before I moved into the capital. It’s funny and sad in a way, how I found inspiration in something that hadn’t even happened yet. It’s like I saw it coming.

The cause for this ‘mild depression’ is, according to the doctor, the struggle of moving into a new environment. A little ironical. But I know that’s true, and I know that almost each and every one of us experiences at some point something that can be defined by a mild depression, nothing unusual. The thing is to decide what you want to do in order to make sure you’re heading in the right way. Exercising helps, usually. And friends, and hobbies, and family. It’s not the end of the world.

I obviously don’t feel depressed all the time. There was a video that someone shared on Facebook about a black dog which I find really interesting; some good points are outlined, so take your time and watch it here. An idea I liked is that you’ll get exhausted if you try hide your feelings all the time. Since I believe in honesty, I’m not trying to pretend I’m fine when I’m not. I can’t really see the point, and I don’t understand why people can be ashamed of feeling down, but I guess everyone is different.

Anxiety and depression seem to be quite related, so I tried learning how to relax in order to feel better. Yoga didn’t really seem to work in my case (who can bend their arms like that?!) so for now I’ll stick to what I know from the past that calms me down even if I feel like crying (that happens sometimes): my number one song in case of feeling low, from a magical movie.

Apart from that, having faith that any new environment and situation become familiar after a while πŸ™‚ and sport. And talking about it if I feel like so. Which is what I’m doing now.



3 thoughts on “About a Stranger and Depression

  1. What an honest account of oneself.. Cheers to you girl, press on. πŸ™‚
    Depression is a tough battle to fight and most of the times one isn’t even depressed, just certain times when they need to be better cared for by themselves the most & than others. The field of tulip matched what the character of Mr.Turnip gives sophie, a place to be,. Loved how you mixed in the image. It’s weird how life changes as we shift from place to place and some day we don’t even recognize who we have become but I think the best part is accepting that it happened bit by bit, we were just too busy to notice.

    I hope the new place gives you lots of hope and wings to fly with. I hope the new life brings you joy and leaves this feeling of depression behind… For you will always have your roots if not a place then it’s a place in your heart where you can go back to any moment you want.

    Sorry the comment is a bit long. Have fun and keep writing πŸ™‚ It’s great to find your blog.

    Hugz. Take care.

    • Thank you so much for the comment 😊 I don’t mind that it’s a bit long, these are the type that I like! I couldn’t agree more with what you said about battling depression, and I love the reference to Howl’s Moving Castle. Now, one year after I posted that article, I can say that I’m definitely much better – not perfect yet, but maybe no one is truly perfect anyway when it comes to mental health. I even started adding colour to my drawings, and learning how to paint 😁 that’s a sign for me that it’s getting better .

      Thank you for your kind words, I really appreciate them! Also I’m glad you like my blog, I tend to keep it really honest, because if I can’t be honest with myself, then who would I be with? ☺️ Recently I started writing stories though, just to put all my thoughts and random scenarios into something more useful than overthinking.

      I had a quick look at your blog as well, and I likes what I saw! I’ll definitely come back to read a couple posts once I have some free time.

      Hugs, and take care as well! 😊

      • Great to know that you are much better now.. definitely will wait for the colored pictures and new posts… Truly said, “If one isn’t true to themselves then who else to be true to?”.

        Thanks for the visit dear… Will surely love to be blog buddies with you. See you around πŸ™‚

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