{"id":48139,"date":"2022-11-21T10:41:07","date_gmt":"2022-11-21T10:41:07","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/marnix.nl\/homepage\/welkom\/?p=48139"},"modified":"2022-11-21T13:15:22","modified_gmt":"2022-11-21T13:15:22","slug":"breaking-the-habit-of-feeling-bad","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/marnix.nl\/homepage\/welkom\/2022\/11\/21\/breaking-the-habit-of-feeling-bad\/","title":{"rendered":"Breaking the habit of feeling bad."},"content":{"rendered":"\n

For a very long time, whenever people asked me how I was doing, I said<\/strong><\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u2018Not good.\u2019<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

Most of the time that was actually correct.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Many times it was not, not really.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

But it was how I looked at myself, how I regarded my life, my body, my future, my world.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I just didn\u2019t see the point in being accurate about my condition, and overgeneralized how I felt.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Besides: if I wasn\u2019t in a bad place, that place was never far away, so why bother?<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I\u2019ve had small bouts of depression and there were very long ones, where I took time off from work and lived on antidepressants.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I\u2019ve had therapy and I practiced self-medication, and none of those activities ultimately helped.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Well, of course they didn\u2019t: a big part of my personality, my being, was colored by the depressions, the darkness, the negativity.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I had no clue how all of this works.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I never met a person who could convince me that I mostly suffered from a lack of feeling, but I see that now as the only truth.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

There was therapy and there were lots of talks about my childhood, there were many different pills, there was painting and weird dancing and mindfulness in a fancy hospital for people with mental disorders, but I can\u2019t remember the suggestion to go inside and just be with the sensations of dread, fear, and sadness.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Nobody ever told me I wasn\u2019t really a depressed person, and in all fairness: I wouldn\u2019t have accepted that anyway.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Because it was how I regarded myself.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

It was what made me, me.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u2018How are you?\u2019<\/p>\n\n\n\n

\u2018Not good man, not good at all\u2026\u2019<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n

I was never taught that this was a mental trick to keep me where I was, to hold on to the dark and difficult parts of my self-image.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Seeing myself as a depressed and (therefore) rather unfortunate man, with the fucked up parents to prove a dubious heritage, was a habit.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

And not just that: it was what kept the misery going, and the healing away.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I commonly managed my level of wellbeing to a fairly hopeless state, because (I know that now) it created the opportunity to complain about it and feel sorry for myself.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

It sucked, obviously, but it also gave me stuff.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I didn\u2019t have to show any accountability.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I didn\u2019t need to change.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

And I didn\u2019t have to feel.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

And that was (I know that now) one of the main reasons this notion of a broken person was maintained.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

What we believe about ourselves, whether that\u2019s amazing or totally fucked up, will be guarded and solidified by the unconscious mechanics of our being.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Our self-image NEEDS to be protected and fortified, because change would mean the end of safety.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

That\u2019s not really true, of course, but it\u2019s how this works.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

Change is extremely dangerous, or so it seems, which means that we can hold on to habits and beliefs and views that are detrimental to our (mental) health, but mostly establish the way we\u2019ve learned to consider the world and who we are.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

That\u2019s why being depressed was awful and exhausting, but also weirdly comfortable and safe.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I didn\u2019t know.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I just automatically kept myself far below the line of happiness.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I had no clue there was no obligation to keep doing that.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

And I only really recognized and realized this recently, years after my last big period of darkness.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

It seems to me that what we call a depression is an invitation to finally feel what\u2019s going on inside, but carefully, gently, lovingly.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I can still recall the utter numbness of this state of being, and I guess that\u2019s a result of sheer overwhelm.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

It\u2019s like the system\u2019s shutting down because it senses the immensity of all the feelings we\u2019ve been avoiding, and, again, simply wants to keep us safe.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

All of this makes sense now, and in a way, it\u2019s beautiful in its radicalness.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I\u2019m happy to say that I don\u2019t need it anymore.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

It\u2019s no longer what and who I think I am.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

<\/p>\n\n\n\n

I feel that now.<\/p>\n\n\n\n

<\/p>\n\n\n\n

—<\/p>\n\n\n\n

<\/p>\n\n\n\n

(Photo by @andikachristian, for Unsplash)<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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