Curing My Depression with the Business of Colour
sadness, nor is it any emotion, it is nothing.
It is an odd thing to realise you have not ‘felt’ for years. What I thought was sadness, was in fact depression. What I thought was happiness, was in fact anxiety: depression / anxiety, up / down.
Over the past few years, I’ve read a lot of articles about depression. They fall into two basic categories: personal stories and how-to-cure-depression-in-blah-blah-easy-steps-self-help-guides. The first is almost always fascinating and ultimately comforting in its honesty. The second is almost always tedious, glib one-size-fits-all arrogance, seldom written by anyone who has ever suffered from depression.
I hope this article falls into the first category. This is what works for me. John Lennon sang, ‘Whatever gets you through the night, it’s alright’: Sine qua non. Without
