This week has being so hard. Feel so emotionally and physically drained. Kind of feeling like I should give up and I don't want to be here anymore. I won't of course. But the feelings are hard. Feel like a failure
We were discussing the idea of "feeling like a failure" in my IRL depression support group last night. I mean, what is a "failure?" Our pop culture sort of defines anyone as a failure who isn't financially well off, or successful in some career. Yet this is a really narrow definition.
One guy in the group has had severe, unrelenting depression for 30+ years and has had to drag himself out of bed every day and not kill himself. And he has done it. He lives on disability and volunteers helping seniors with their computers. And I consider him to be a huge success. He is almost 60 and has done almost every kind of treatment imaginable but is about to go into a clinical trial with magic mushrooms/psilocybin. He has started to write a little and I was able to talk to him about that (as I am published) and give him some encouragement. We decided to do a writing exercise together via email and send each other the resulting stories. Just for fun. We are writing stories about a ninja who goes on vacation. He actually laughed when I told him the idea (which I got from a book of writing exercises).
So what is a failure? I think of my best friend's sister who is also 60 and has lost her entire life (job, kids, marriage etc) to drug addiction, but I would still not consider her a failure if she were to get clean.
Failure should not be noun but a verb. Sure we can fail, but not at life. Because just living is an achievement.