About 6 years ago, I turned to face depression in myself, and started to deal with it. Whether it was depression from MS that was at that point undiagnosed, or my continuing a questionable family history, or simply my own makeup, I don’t know. But I found some interesting perspective – which may or may not have anything to do with the depression that goes along with MS – from several writers on the subject.
One writer suggested that we revive the old term “melanchoic,” for people with depression. I think it is a far more descriptive term – I feel that it applies more to me than depression does. The same writer, or maybe it was another, also suggested that our society sees melancholy as an abberration, something that needs to be fixed, that we should take the melancholic person and, if need be, medicate him so that he is not melancholic any more.
Why can’t I be melanchiolic, as long as I am not harming anyone? Why do we look at melancholy as something to be fixed? People talk about feeling more like themselves when they first start with antidepressants. I definitely felt remarkably different when I first started, but I wouldn’t say I felt like “myself.” I felt like myself on drugs.
Anyway, I am interested in the MS/depression connection. Food for thought.