tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15765653.post2505571909022393795..comments2023-09-18T11:54:45.815+01:00Comments on HOLESTAR: I'm coming out....I've got depressionHolestarhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/04662426329725287518noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15765653.post-74041972175268356802013-07-09T14:58:23.049+01:002013-07-09T14:58:23.049+01:00Thanks Hans. Nice to know I'm in good company ...Thanks Hans. Nice to know I'm in good company :-)Holestarhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/04662426329725287518noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15765653.post-35331987707414708112013-07-09T13:28:16.177+01:002013-07-09T13:28:16.177+01:00Hey Holestar,
Thanks for speaking up and out... I...Hey Holestar,<br /><br />Thanks for speaking up and out... I've also been living with depression since I was 14 and managing it better or worse since then, and it also has masses to do with how I wound up building my performance life to form a position where I was participating in society from a place in which I also feel safe. The strange dichotomy of being on stage and being a showoff somehow calls up a kind of protection that helps me circumvent all the shyness that holds me back in other social situations.<br /><br />And, from my perspective, I have to say I wouldn't wish it away. Somehow being close to death at many points in my life and living with it always in plain sight is what has pushed me the most into grasping what life is, or at least what MY life is. There is no place that is more beautiful in the world than those few days after a really deep depression, when the colour slowly comes back, when the tea smells like tea again, when I feel the touch on my skin of the wind or a lover... and to be so acutely aware of it after its long absence. <br /><br />You are certainly far from alone in this, and I think more and more people in the modern world either find language to describe something that has been unspoken for a long time, or perhaps even get depression for the first time in reaction to this largely alienating and insane situation that we live in in the 21st century. Though one of the core senses of the illness is the feeling that you are completely alone, it's one of the many veils that slides between us and the 'rest' when we're under. In the 19th century it showed up in Romanticism, in the 20th in the Blues... in the 21st it can be found adding the extra boof to your backcombed neon green wig, why not.<br /><br />Love you, love your work<br />And kisses from a neighbour in sadness,<br />HansAnonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15983583436760413177noreply@blogger.com