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Thursday, October 09, 2008

CCCVI - speaking of brain/thought/head problems...

A link for The Man -

Here is a great article by Terry Pratchett about his experience with early onset Alzheimer’s.

I particularly like this quote:

'When you have cancer you are a brave battler against
the disease, but when you have Alzheimer’s you are an
old fart'


And this picture:
My two cents - while there is nothing glamorous about illness and disease, dementia (and depression) do seem to be at the severely unfashionable end of the malady scale. I'm glad that one of my favouritest authors is forward enough to talk publicly about his own personal demons.

Oh, and one wonders whether there could be some new anthropomorphic personifications appearing in Discworld - Terry, feel free to introduce Aunty Dee to the rest of the world...

Tuesday, September 09, 2008

Adolescent Angst...

so I am considering that I may be ready to start thinking about looking for some part time work. (Yes - I know that is a frustrating sentence. Perhaps I should have said the thought of regular employment no longer fills me with unrestrained panic.)

In order to take a few baby steps in this direction I have began to look at jobs on seek.

I have decided that my 'reasonable expectation' wish list would include the following:-

  1. Definitely NOT anything hospitality or retail
  2. Preferably permanent part time - 2 to 3 days a week
  3. Something somewhat involved with the Textiles industry
  4. Relevant to my experience - I worked a Navy 'office job' for two years, so an administration type job would suit perfectly.

The though of going through the interview process freaks me more than the responsibility of a job. So I emailed a few resumes. The plan was to apply for lots of jobs-even some I may not particularly want so I could get used to going through the motions. That way I would get some sort of dress-rehearsal before I pinned my hopes on securing employment. I've applied for any sort of administration/ customer service/ data entry/ assistant job vaguely associated with Textiles. I know that I will not be quite what they are looking for, and that the jobs are not quite what I am looking for - so I can expect, and even hope for, rejections without bruising my self-esteem.

I had one call returned from a recruiting firm, and was asked to come in for a discussion. I thought I was ready for this stage - but the night before I could not sleep. In order to distract myself from not being able to sleep, I took a book to bed and decided to read until the letters and words started to turn into ants and crawl across the page (my usual way of getting to sleep!)

However, it didn't happen. Lately I have been reading historical biographies but Wednesday night I read a lovely adolescent fantasy novel lent to me from my sister. Of course - adolescent fantasy sounds rather sophisticated. I have also heard this book call 'Vampire Smut' by one of my favourite Sydney bloggers. Either way - I finished the novel, Twilight by Stephenie Meyer, in one night and was rather shocked when I heard my housemates banging round the kitchen and heading off to work or lectures.

I had read through my whole nights sleep.

Nevertheless I got up and went through the motions of getting ready to head into Melbourne to meet with the recruiting Agency. And I miss the train. I was looking for a park as the engine pulled out of the station. Luckily - no great loss and a phone call sorted everything out (okay -I'll admit I did suffer a bit of an anxiety attack. I quite foolishly tried to race the train to another station to try and catch it there. May have made it if I didn't get stuck behind a 'Driver under instruction' truck going at 20kmph.) I got to go home and try to catch up on a little sleep...

Of course - After devouring Twilightin one sitting I was keen for more. I did stop by a few places in town thinking to buy the others, but rational thought took over and my sister had the rest of the series for me to borrow. Over the weekend I finished New Moonand Eclipse, and am currently up to the third book of Breaking Dawn

Apparently I am a little obsessed, because I have watched all the movie trailers and started looking into the careers of the actors in the movie. After discovering that Kellan Lutz, who will be portraying Emmett, started in the first episode of 90210 (he was George Evans, the guy who started the fight at lacrosse practice and snogged Naomi) - which was conveniently shown on channel 10 last night I have come to the realisation that I am regressing to a teenager again. I am becoming quite nostalgic for my adolescent angst.

So the job searching is on hold for the moment - but I was beginning to feel a little 'numb' (which I'd blamed on the happy pills), and these books have taken re-connected me to a whole range of emotions I haven't experienced for quite a while, some not since I was a teenager (and had an on again/ off again goth boyfriend who wanted to be a vampire). I am filled with a little hope though - that if I am able to regress to being a teenager again, perhaps I can try 'growing' into my adult self and correct a few of the mistakes and flaws I have developed along the way. I am going to give it a try anyway - try and relieve a bit of the fun and amazement and potential I experienced on a daily basis. Perhaps I can once again be happy-go-lucky, rather than sinking-down-depression...

Friday, June 06, 2008

Meh...

Having one of those black dog weeks where it all seems too much and I'm a bit down (and driving The Man up the wall)... If you know this sort of blue feeling, you could probably do with a bit of a cheering up. Pop on over to QuiltingMick and check out the clip at the bottom of this post - guaranteed to make you crack a wry smile, if you're not quite up to a full-blown chuckle...

Wednesday, April 16, 2008

Sick Sick Sick!

Ugh - I am home from school for today because I am the snot monster from planet mucus!


The absolutely worst thing about taking the happy pills, is that you can not take anti-histamines or pseudo-ephedrines* or any of those other lovely drugs that help you wake up and/or sleep when you have a cold or flu.  So now my head feels like it is trapped inside a high-pressure bubble, my body feels like a whole herd of heffalumps has trampled me, and my brains have been replaced by boogers. There is no way I would make it through 7 hours of classes today plus the 3 hours of train travel - which just makes me feel even lower :(

I am going to anoint myself in vicks and drown myself in ginger honey tea and completely indulge in Dr Phil and Oprah, and then, perhaps a little Simpsons DVDs - and perhaps I'll be able to make it to the Carlton Hotel tonight for the monthly Geelong S'n'B. I could do with a girls night out, so keep your fingers crossed for me!

If anyone has any other good home remedies that work and don't involve gall-bladders of cats or something similar, please, please share!



*Pseudo-ephidrines are actually no longer available in the state of Victoria because they are too easy to turn into speed. So even if I wanted to be norty and mix my drugs I wouldn't be able to. Perhaps I should hang out in some dodgy alley til I find a dealer for speed! 


Friday, November 02, 2007

Fight the Black Dog #8 - November 07

Yes - I am approaching you hat in hand - if youare so inclined, please click on the dontate button in the side bar to help out with my internet related costs. I would like to raise enough funds to create a dedicated page for this cause.





Tale from another black dog knitter



Although I don't know you personally, after reading the story that came out today in Knitty I feel like we have much in common. I have suffered from depression since high school (for about the last 18 years or so) and know what it is like, and also know how hard it is to realize that you have to get help (being in total denial until after college). In my own experience, mental illness is one of those things that people sometimes think you can just "get over" -- I have been told that I was focusing too much on myself, I should just "stop thinking about things too much" and that I was selfish, while in fact I had a serious issue with depression and anxiety. It is a horrible thing to go through -- it takes your time and energy away from things you love, from your friends and family, and turns you into a different person that does not reflect all your true skills and talents. After 8 years on SSRIs, several attempts to get off the meds, and a couple of severe relapses, I am now medication-free and a lot happier. I want to wish you the best in your treatment and recovery, and would really like to thank you for being so open about this issue. Like you, I too have found that knitting has offered me a way to calm my mind, focus on something, and feel like I have the potential to create something beautiful and appreciated, even if I don't feel so good about things otherwise.

Monday, October 08, 2007

mental health awareness - black dog special

Just a quick note - should have mentioned it in friday's post.

- October is Anxiety and Depression Awareness month;
- this week (7th - 13th Oct) is Mental Health Week; and,
- this Wednesday (10th) is World Mental Health Day.

If you are looking for ways to participate I suggest you pop over to the beyond blue website for some ideas. This is for Aussies - if you have a link to an overseas organisation please email me or link it in the comments.

Friday, October 05, 2007

Fight the black dog #7 - October 07

Fight the Black Dog #7

– a contribution from another “Black Dog Knitter”

I found your blog through whipup.net. I think that
this is a great thing that you're doing. I thought
I'd write something and send it in... If you post it,
I wouldn't mind being named as just June.

Umm, I wish you luck with this! I'd like to read more
stories that people send in. :) I think it helps.

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Everyday I'd think, "Why do I have to exist?"

My boyfriend called while my roommates and I were
watching Nip/Tuck, so we paused it. When I came back
a few minutes later, the DVD had returned to the main
menu. It wasn't paused anymore.

"What took you so long?" one of my roommates asked.

"What do you mean?"

"You were gone for like 15 minutes."

"I was only gone for like 5. That's what my phone
said."

"Well we already finished the episode."

I threw down the remote and said, "Fine." Like a
sulking child.

"We're just kidding!" They gave each other looks.

I ran off to my room, tearing up, citing that it had
been a bad day, and I locked myself in my room and
cried for hours. My roommate didn't try to come in.
That made it even worse, you know? Knowing that
nobody cared enough to comfort me when I was crying.
I was always waiting for someone to bust in the door
and cry out, "What's wrong, June?" and hug me and
everything would be better.

I think 6 years of hiding it from my parents helped me
hide it from everybody else too. I can't expect
someone to make me feel better if I didn't let them
know. I locked myself away because I didn't want
people to know. I was alone because I made sure I was
alone.

The reason I'm writing about this incident is because
this is the one that made me realize that I needed to
find help. I couldn't possibly live with this
overwhelming despair about my useless and worthless
existence. I couldn't live knowing that I was
pathetic. There are people in the world who remain
strong, facing shit that I could never even imagine
facing... and here I am, crying over a fucking TV
show? How pathetic. What a pathetic person.

I thought, "I don't want to feel like this anymore."

Admitting it was such a hard step to take. Actually
doing something about it was even harder. That phone
call to the counseling services on my university
campus... there were moments when I wanted to hang up
and forget about it....

I'm glad I didn't.
---
June

– how to contact me and/or show your support
if you would like to contact me, you can do so at ginger_nut(at)bigpond(dot)com – if you are sending me a story of your particular battle, please try to include whether or not you want me to include your details. I received some emails from anonymous email addresses, and that is fine as well. I’ll include those stories later one.
I was happy that people have posted about depression on their own blogs, as well as sharing the button I created. If you would like to show support with the button you’ll find details of how to create the link via the first weeks post.
Finally, a big thank you to everyone who has mentioned my campaign on their blogs, podcasts or web-zines – I have tried to visit everyone who left a comment, and if you look at my sidebar you will see my bloglines list has grown quite a bit. If I have missed you, please leave a comment or send an email.

– a brief disclaimer
I need to point out that I am in no way an expert or professional in the field of mental health – everything I share with you here derived from my own personal experience and treatment in conjunction with ‘self-education’ from wanting to know more about this condition. I have started this campaign to raise awareness of Depression and mental illness and to help support others who are affected by this (whether directly suffering or knowing others who suffer) If you are in need of help, please contact your doctor and speak to those in your family and circle of friends.

Cheers,

Ginger_nut aka Meg

Saturday, September 22, 2007

Fight the black dog #6

I have to admit I have had a lot going on in my life in the past month... have you missed me???

Thanks for those of you who have been hanging around while I had a little blog-hiatus. All I can say is that it was an absence more because I was feeling happy than down - the short version is I gots me a new job in a yarn shop (yay!) and I have been busy getting a fashion / knitting design portfolio together to apply for a course, oh, and a new man (who is actually an old friend) . If you know relationships you'll understand that while this is new, I may be a little distracted of late (though I have still been getting some knitting done - hopefully I find some blog-time sometime this week!)

Welcome to everybody who found me via Dave's wonderful article in knitty.com - I didn't know the article was being written, but have communicated with Dave since to thank him for helping with the exposure to my campaign to raise awareness of mental health issues ( - and a sidenote, I also let him in on the big secret that Pierre is not me, but my dog, and I am *gasp* a gal :) Those of you who have not seen the article can find it here.
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I have had an overwhelming response to that article - it seems to have hit home for a lot of people, and will be sharing the stories sent in to me over the coming editions of "Fight the Black Dog" - however, I will be making a few changes to this newsletter.

First and foremost - I will not be trying to push out an issue every week. As you can probably tell, I am having trouble sticking to this timetable. As much as I want to create awareness for mental illness, I find that each edition I write sucks a little of my blogging energy out - I want to continue to enjoy this process, and rather than placing demands on myself that I know I can't keep, I will be making the first Friday of every month a designated "Black Dog" Day. Hopefully then, even if it takes a couple of days of blogging out of me, I will still have three weeks to get some knitting content up- after all, this is primarily a knitting-blog!

Secondly - I have been trying to get as much medical information out about depression as I could. This is something that I would really like to do, but really I am uncomfortable doing as I am not a psychologist, psychiatrist, doctor, pharmacist or someone who works in any kind of mental health organisation. I do not want to be personally responsible for someone getting misleading information and incorrect treatment because of something I tried to pass of as fact here. I will continue to talk about what works for me, and sharing other peoples stories so you may get some ideas of how to manage your own mental health from this, but I will not be passing on anything I am unfamiliar with - and I will try to provide some appropriate links, but I won't be going into any details about things such as medications.

I'll be back with another "Fight the Black Dog" the first Friday in October. Til then, I hope to get some knitting up - I have a whole bunch of FOs to share with y'all!

Friday, August 24, 2007

Fight the Black Dog #5

Fight the Black Dog #5: Lets all get talking!

In this weeks edition of “Fight the Black Dog” you will find the following:

1 – Lets all get talking!

2 – how to contact me and/or show your support

3 – a brief disclaimer

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1 – Lets all get talking!

I started this campaign to get people talking about depression, yet, I must admit that I have been rather remiss with the talking about it myself in recent weeks. Why is depression and mental illness so hard to talk about? I have a couple of theories about this.

The reason I haven’t posted any newsletters recently is because I have been having quite a good run. Quite obviously I have managed to achieve a balance between my lifestyle and happy pills that has resulted in me barely thinking about the condition of late. Some days, I have been feeling so good that I have forgotten to take the happy pills.

When you are feeling good, you hate to admit that you have ever had the bad days. Thinking of what you were, until recently, completely incapable off, can put you at the tip of a slippery slope. That small, teeny, negative thought you have been so hopeless niggles at the back of your mind. Much better to ignore it and pretend nothing was wrong… right???

Of course, on the flip side there are the extreme lows. The days when you are so bad that you do not have the energy to deal with things. The days you cannot talk to anybody about anything, let alone how you feel. The days when you are incapable of getting out of bed. The days when you just want to fall asleep and never wake up because you’re not going to accomplish anything anyway. I have had these too, but not for several months now.

And sometimes… you can experience complete apathy. Meh. It not that you can’t do anything; it’s just that you don’t see the point. Why would you even bother talking about it? I was wavering about this type of depression when I started ‘fight the black dog’ Fridays. I had absolutely no motivation. It was all so blaaaah…

The last appointment I had with my Dr (a few weeks back) he asked me why I was doing so well (apart from the fact that we have played around with the happy pills). I am still awaiting to see a psych – but I think that just being able to talk about some of what I have gone through by posting here, has helped me quite a bit.

‘Fight the black dog’ has provided me with motivation – talking about depression was hard, but it appears, from the feedback I have had so far, that knowing that you are not alone can help. Sometimes there are reasons for depression, and sometime there are not. Not having to justify why you are feeling the way you are also helps. Feeling that I didn’t deserve to indulge in an illness such as ‘depression’ because I didn’t have a terrible childhood, or hadn’t been verbally or physically abused made me feel ashamed that I was suffereing such an illness, and perhaps it wasn’t real and all I needed to do was ‘cheer-up’ like everyone kept telling me to do. I understand a helluva lot more about the illness now, and I want to talk about it to help other people understand more as well.

Please do continue to talk about this on your blogs, or emailing me. If you are having trouble talking because of the reasons I mentioned above, or even some other reasons, please feel free to email me anonymously on ginger_nut(at)bigpond(dot)com – if it helps, write it all in third person. I’ll try to get back to anyone that emails personally.

2 – how to contact me and/or show your support

if you would like to contact me, you can do so at ginger_nut(at)bigpond(dot)com – if you are sending me a story of your particular battle, please try to include whether or not you want me to include your details. I received some emails from anonymous email addresses, and that is fine as well. I’ll include those stories later one.

I was happy that people have posted about depression on their own blogs, as well as sharing the button I created. If you would like to show support with the button you’ll find details of how to create the link via the first weeks post.

Finally, a big thank you to everyone who has mentioned my campaign on their blogs, podcasts or web-zines – I have tried to visit everyone who left a comment, and if you look at my sidebar you will see my bloglines list has grown quite a bit. If I have missed you, please leave a comment or send an email.

3 – a brief disclaimer

I need to point out that I am in no way an expert or professional in the field of mental health – everything I share with you here derived from my own personal experience and treatment in conjunction with ‘self-education’ from wanting to know more about this condition. I have started this campaign to raise awareness of Depression and mental illness and to help support others who are affected by this (whether directly suffering or knowing others who suffer) If you are in need of help, please contact your doctor and speak to those in your family and circle of friends.

Cheers,

Ginger_nut aka Meg

Friday, July 27, 2007

fight the black dog - temporary hiatus

no newsletter this week - I decided I needed a 'mental health day'

have a good weekend all!

Saturday, July 21, 2007

Fight the Black Dog #4

Fight the Black Dog #4: A Little Industrial Action at the Serotonin Factory!

In this weeks edition of “Fight the Black Dog” you will find the following:

1 – Depression and work

2 – a contribution from another “Black Dog Knitter”

3 – how to contact me and/or show your support

4 – a brief disclaimer

a quick note: thanks for all the emails and comments. I am terribly slow at getting back to people, and sometimes just need a bit of time to work out the response I want to a send (some of this is, in part, due to my depression). I am not trying to ignore anyone, and am thankful that you are sharing your experiences with me. I just happen to have lot of other crap on my plate right now, so am just trying to keep up with my weekly commitment – soon I should be able to focus more on this an put a bit more effort in. Thanks again, for all the support – please don’t stop because you think I don’t care!

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1 – Depression and work

I really feel the need to clarify exactly how my depression fits in with how my employment and career ended – yes, I did lose my job due to depression, however, that is just the specifics of my particular case. It was actually something quite closely tied to depression.

In case you have not figured it out by the many hints and clues I have dropped around my blog – or you new around here, I was previously employed by the military. As you would expect, there is a rather high standard of fitness and health required for this particular line of work, hence the intellectual, psychological and physical screening each applicant must pass in order to obtain a position within the ranks.

In order to retain this position, you need to remain relatively fit and healthy – and are subjected to various medical and dental checkups which categorise your health and dependant on what category you are in, decide where you can and can’t serve. Having depression does not necessarily place you in a certain category; however, taking anti-depressants does. A certain policy dictates that if you take any drugs to treat a condition (whether it be depression, diabetes, epilepsy or asthma etc), you need to be posted within a certain range of a doctor – or in other terms, you need to be posted at a major military base and are unable to be sent anywhere else you may be required for duty. In the case of epilepsy or diabetes, it pretty much means an automatic discharge – as you will be taking preventative medication for the rest of your service career and, hence, will not be able to serve in an appropriate manner. With depression it is a little different – they assume you will be on your happy pills for a period of time, but eventually will be able to continue without them and return to full employment. After fudging around for a long time with various anti-depressants, not taking them for a while, and then going back on them, it was decided that I may be one of the few who will need to take the happy pills as a daily ritual indefinitely. For these reasons I was medically discharged. I believe that if I did not attempt to manage my depression I may have declined to the point that I was a safety hazard, and then I would have been a psych discharge. To me, there is all the difference in the world – and it means that I can point out to people that it is a medical condition that I have, not a psychological issue.

That is not to say that I didn’t have a few people trying to tell me that I obviously couldn’t handle the demanding lifestyle required of military personal. A specific personal incident that had nothing to do with work was the catalyst for my condition. The lifestyle did more harm than good, but prior to this incident I had no qualms with my chosen career. It can be very difficult to explain to someone who has no understanding of mental health issues that usually it is a physical process in your brain that starts all this, not a thought process (however, the thought process is not far behind it!)

I had a little saying I used whenever any of my so-called colleagues used to tell me, usually in a very offensive manner, that my condition was “all in my head”. My response was always “Why yes, you are right. It is in my head, I happen to be experiencing a little industrial action at the serotonin factory! It usually opened up the door for a brief discussion on why depression is a medical condition– that serotonin in the main ‘happy chemical’ in your brain and my problem was that not enough of it was being produced. I may not have converted that many people, but I at least got them thinking about brain chemistry and hormones and mood levels… Please feel free to take my phrase and use it when you need to explain to anyone why what you are going through is a medical issue and not a psychological issue.

2 – a contribution from another “Black Dog Knitter”

I've been reading your blog and think you're really brave to be writing about your experiences with depression.

I've had it on and off for probably most of my life, although fortunately not to the extent that I have lost a job - although it has probably limited my career. I was crying as I scanned back through your archives and put together what happened to you. Depression has, however, certainly impacted on friendships and relationships. But one thing I would like to write about and which I am happy for you to use if you want to, is how mental illness, for all the work of Beyond Blue and The Black Dog Institute, etc and for all the publicity about one in five Austrians having it, still carries a huge stigma in the workplace.

I am sending this from my 'anonymous' email address because even in my lovely progressive workplace, few people realise you can be a competent employee and suffer from mental illness at the same time.

I deliberately do not blog about my struggles with depression as nowadays colleagues and employers and potential employers have a tendency of Googling your name and making judgments about you based on what they find; I was quite shocked the first time someone I barely knew via work made a comment about my knitting on the net.

I work for a really good employer. The attitude is that as long as you get the work done and are available for required meetings, etc, you can come and go a bit as you please, work from home, leave early to attend the kids' school play, etc (it's the compensation for the overall low pay). They have been really supportive and accommodating of parents with caring responsibilities and a couple of employees who have unfortunately gone through cancer treatments. If any workplace could accommodate employees with mental illness, this is it. But even here, depression is still the illness that dare not speak its name.

My immediate supervisor is no fool and I think knows very well what my regular "specialist appointments" are and carefully ensures meetings are not held after them as I'm not always fully together then. He has told that he values me as an employee and wants to ensure I can keep on working there. But he also makes it very clear that he does not want to know anything else. Other colleagues, for some reason, believe the appointments relate to a chronic heart condition. And everyone is very nice and supportive and I find it fascinating that a life-threatening heart condition is more acceptable in the office than a mental illness.

3 – how to contact me and/or show your support

if you would like to contact me, you can do so at ginger_nut(at)bigpond(dot)com – if you are sending me a story of your particular battle, please try to include whether or not you want me to include your details. I received some emails from anonymous email addresses, and that is fine as well. I’ll include those stories later one.

I was happy that people have posted about depression on their own blogs, as well as sharing the button I created. If you would like to show support with the button you’ll find details of how to create the link via the first weeks post.

Finally, a big thank you to everyone who has mentioned my campaign on their blogs, podcasts or web-zines – I have tried to visit everyone who left a comment, and if you look at my sidebar you will see my bloglines list has grown quite a bit. If I have missed you, please leave a comment or send an email.

4 – a brief disclaimer

I need to point out that I am in no way an expert or professional in the field of mental health – everything I share with you here derived from my own personal experience and treatment in conjunction with ‘self-education’ from wanting to know more about this condition. I have started this campaign to raise awareness of Depression and mental illness and to help support others who are affected by this (whether directly suffering or knowing others who suffer) If you are in need of help, please contact your doctor and speak to those in your family and circle of friends.

Cheers,

Ginger_nut aka Meg

Saturday, July 14, 2007

“Fight the Black Dog” #3

“Fight the Black Dog” #3

In this weeks edition of “Fight the Black Dog” you will find the following:

1 – Alcohol and depression – some thoughts

2 – a contribution from another “Black Dog Knitter”

3 – how to contact me and/or show your support

4 – a brief disclaimer

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1 – Alcohol and depression – some thoughts

As mentioned earlier in the week, I’ll be discussing a bit about alcohol and depression. My full disclaimer is down the bottom of this newsletter, but I just want to re-iterate that I am in no way a professional and this is based on my own experience and self-education.

I have seen quite a few doctors and specialists in regards to my illness, and have had some varying advice regarding alcohol consumption – from ‘try to remain true to your life-before-depression, including social activities and drinking’ to ‘avoid it at all costs’. I am neither advocating the use or avoidance of alcohol here, just trying to let you know that there may be some unexpected outcomes. If you have more questions regarding your illness and alcohol I suggest you discuss them with the professional responsible for you treatment.

The first item I need to bring up may sound a little obvious – alcohol is a mood amplifier. If you are happy, you generally get happier, but if you are drinking to for get your sorrows, more than likely you will end up with tears in the bottom of your glass. Sometimes this can be a good thing – one doctor suggested that I have a drink or two with a trusted friend so that I could have a good cleansing sook and generally talk about what was going on. Sometimes, just having a good cry can be the best therapy. Depression usually means you put up walls between yourself and your friends, and sometimes alcohol can be a way to breach those walls. However, I strongly recommend that you drink with close, trusted friends. The flip side of the mood amplifier is rather dark and scary - a few years ago I was at a friend’s house for a party when one individual decided that we did not like him and locked himself in the bathroom threatening to slash his wrists. The isolation he was feeling within those walls was unbearable under the influence of alcohol. Luckily we managed to break into bathroom and get him bundled up in the back of an ambulance before anything else happened.

The next issue you need to know about alcohol is that it is a depressant – sure it may lift your spirits for a while, but generally, if you drink enough to get hung-over, be aware that it may not just be a sore head that is making you feel sorry for yourself – particularly once the hang-over has gone. Alcohol slows down your brain functions, and this includes production of ‘happy’ chemicals. If you are suffering from Depression, you already have problems with you ‘happy’ chemicals, so the effect that alcohol has, albeit prolonged or temporary, may create a more sever impact. Be aware that you may experience a ‘low’ period for a day or so after alcohol consumption. If you know that the alcohol is responsible, it can be easier to make it through these times. Once again, if you want more details speak to a professional, either a doctor or a pharmacist.

Everything else I am going to discuss here involves anti-depressants. If you are on a prescription for these, your doctor or pharmacist should have discussed these issues already – but sometimes in a busy world things can be mistakenly overlooked. If you are on these drugs you probably understand that your brain is having problems making ‘happy’ chemicals – the most commonly known one is serotonin. Anti-depressants (or, as I like to call them, “happy pills”) try to motivate certain areas in your brain to start producing more ‘happy’ chemicals. (Slight digression – just replacing the serotonin, which is what party drug ‘ecstasy’ does, will make you incredibly happy for short durations of time – however, these too have a long term depressive effect. With all the extra serotonin floating around your brain, the areas responsible for production may decide to pack up and leave for good. This is why you need to ‘retrain’ your brain to produce the happy chemicals.) The reason that there are so many different types of anti-depressants on the market is because everyone has a slightly different chemical make-up in their brain and drugs that are extremely effective on one person will have a zero effect on someone else. This leads me to why alcohol and anti-depressants can have rather surprising effects.

Anti-depressants, by their nature, play around with the chemical relationships within your brain. Alcohol affects these relationships too, resulting in your brain ‘slowing down’. With these two drugs in your system, the level you usually call yourself ‘drunk’ at can be severely warped. The week I first started anti-depressants, I went around to a mate’s place and had an alcoholic beverage – after half the drink I was well and truly ‘blotto’!

Sure, if I was breathalysed I would have been under the legal limit, but the combined effect of alcohol and happy pills convinced my mates to hide my car keys. I have also heard that this can work in reverse – someone can think they are stone cold sober, but in reality they would have quite a surprise if pulled over by a booze-bus. The general rule of thumb I follow is that I am either the completely dry designated driver, or I am a passenger.

The final issue I am going to bring up really involves the excessive consumption of alcohol, and the need to take your anti-depressants regularly. If you miss a day you may suffer terrible withdrawal symptoms – which are why you always taper down rather than stop taking anti-depressants cold turkey. If you drink to the point of throwing-up, be aware that you may also be discarding a dose of your ‘happy-pills’ and inadvertently end up with something terribly worse than your garden variety hang-over.

Hope this helps you to make your own decisions regarding alcohol, or understand a friend or relative that may be acting a little different under the effects of a drink. I just have to state again, that it is probably best to talk this over with a professional first, such as your psych, doctor or pharmacist.

2 – a contribution from another “Black Dog Knitter”

I heard about your post on Sticks and Strings and I felt compelled to read your post and now to reply. Yeah for saying it out loud! I am on a depression roller coaster and have been for a total of 10 years now. Before it was me being "overwhelmed" but it didn't go away. Then I thought it was my marriage not satisfying me as a person. I was married to a pretty okay guy but felt something was missing. Two months after I was alone with my child thinking life would turn around now that I was separating and "happy" I ended up in my doctors office weeping and telling him how I couldn't get out of bed every morning and everything in life was an effort. And I mean everything. It was so easy to lay in my bed and stare at the ceiling for 10 hours! He said it was normal, people my age get depress, single mom, jobless, alone was enough to do it this day in age. Three weeks later I was a brand new woman and with so much energy. Amazing what an anti depression med can do.

Years later, it is still a roller coaster. I am way up or way down, the downward swing is like a plummet into despair but it seems to pass quickly. I tried talking to my mother about this the other night who is equally depressed and compounded since early May with the passing of my father. She said meds to her were not needed, I had always been strong and she "knew I would be fine". Well no, I am not fine. I am some days but not others. I realized then that she doesn't want to know that her daughter suffers with an illness, mild illness compared to most, but still, most days are hard.

So, I knit. When I find that darkness overcoming me and my mood swinging downward I know I will see more into everything than is there as the paranoia sets in, it is time to push everything away and knit (or spin). The fiber arts is incredibly healing. It slows the pulse and centers the body and mind.

Recently my blood has been tested and I am borderline normal with my thyroid which would explain a lot of the symptoms I have been having. I rejoiced to my best friend who happens to be in the mental health field and said, "IT IS MY THYROID, I am cured once I am taken care of for it!!" So kindly he smiled and said, "Honey, you still have good old fashioned depression. It will be good to get the thyroid part taken care of but you will still have some of that depression to deal with". Le sigh. Oh well, so I will knit! :)

3 – how to contact me and/or show your support

if you would like to contact me, you can do so at ginger_nut(at)bigpond(dot)com – if you are sending me a story of your particular battle, please try to include whether or not you want me to include your details. I received some emails from anonymous email addresses, and that is fine as well. I’ll include those stories later one.

I was happy that people have posted about depression on their own blogs, as well as sharing the button I created. If you would like to show support with the button you’ll find details of how to create the link via the first weeks post.

Finally, a big thank you to everyone who has mentioned my campaign on their blogs, podcasts or web-zines – I have tried to visit everyone who left a comment, and if you look at my sidebar you will see my bloglines list has grown quite a bit. If I have missed you, please leave a comment or send an email.

4 – a brief disclaimer

I need to point out that I am in no way an expert or professional in the field of mental health – everything I share with you here derived from my own personal experience and treatment in conjunction with ‘self-education’ from wanting to know more about this condition. I have started this campaign to raise awareness of Depression and mental illness and to help support others who are affected by this (whether directly suffering or knowing others who suffer) If you are in need of help, please contact your doctor and speak to those in your family and circle of friends.

Cheers,

Ginger_nut aka Meg

Friday, July 06, 2007

“Fight the Black Dog” #2

“Fight the Black Dog” #2

In this weeks edition of “Fight the Black Dog” you will find the following:

1 – a brief disclaimer

2 – some useful links for more information

3 – a contribution from another “Black Dog Knitter”

4 – how to contact me and/or show your support

1 – a brief disclaimer

I think I need to point out that I am in no way an expert or professional in the field of mental health – everything I share with you here derived from my own personal experience and treatment in conjunction with ‘self-education’ from wanting to know more about this condition. I have started this campaign to raise awareness of Depression and mental illness and to help support others who are affected by this (whether directly suffering or knowing others who suffer) If you are in need of help, please contact your doctor and speak to those in your family and circle of friends.

2 – some useful links for more information

I have three links here that all provide some fantastic resources about Depression and Mental Illness. The first two are sites I am familiar with and have used often are Australian, however they still contain a lot of relevant information. The third was sent in via email. If you know of some great websites, please either include them in the comments, or email them to me at ginger_nut(at)bigpond(dot)com

- http://www.blackdoginstitute.org.au/ was suggested by Sally in the comments of last weeks post. As well as a fantastic array of information, it also has support groups for sufferers or carers, news updates and some interactive features

- http://beyondblue.org.au/ has similar information, but presented in a more user friendly way. Beyond Blue is the national initiative to raise awareness of Depression and mental illness, and currently running a media campaign on national television.

The third site I’ll share this week is http://www.stitchlinks.com – this is an email I received earlier this week that sums it up better than I ever could:

Glad to see you feeling able to talk about your depression. I have had an episode myself, some years ago, after a break up, but was lucky enough that it did that natural swing back up to normal over about 18 months. I was a GP trainee at the time, and now a GP, and I do think even that relatively mild episode helps me to understand something of what people are experiencing when they come and talk to me about depression. I often tell them (just in passing) that I have had it, as you say – I think sharing that kind of info about ourselves can give power to other people and encourage them too.

The (hopefully) helpful info is – about Stitchlinks. This has been set up by Betsan Corkhill, an ex physio here in the UK. She felt she had noticed how much knitting (and also other crafts like cross-stitch) helped people who had depression and also those with chronic pain. She also felt this was unrecognised. She has set up an organisation that seeks to investigate the links, but also to support people with some of these problems. It might be something people would find helpful, and I wonder if you’d add the info to your blog? I’ve included the info from the site below, also the URL. http://www.stitchlinks.com

Why Stitchlinks?

At Stitchlinks we help our members to live a fuller life by combining

· an international friendship network (now spread across 10 different countries) with

· the remarkable benefits of knitting and cross stitching

· research into just how knitting and cross stitching affect the brain

· knowledgeable, practical health advice

· support and encouragement to move onwards

· and financially, with discounted products

What does Stitchlinks do?
It began with the need to support those who are isolated by circumstance or illness, but has grown to include all areas of life. We believe that what we’ve discovered so far could help everyone find balance in life.

We set up Stitchlinks with our members in mind. Many knitters and cross stitchers have told us that friendships forged between stitchers are important for giving them a sense of identity and belonging, for making them feel valued. So we set up a Forum, Newsletter and Penpal sections so that our members can link up and become firm friends, particularly those who are isolated by illness or circumstance.

Each member finds their own benefits for their specific situations and many will do it just for fun.

There’s something for everyone to enjoy so you don't have to be ill or isolated to benefit.

What's it about?
This email says it all:

Your network would have offered me somewhere I could talk about the one thing that seems to be helping me hold it together.

Somewhere I could find an interested listening ear; somewhere when I got stuck I could go for inspiration or a laugh or a chat or a moan; or just listen to others chatting and be involved without disturbing the flow; or ask for help with real people who were also for one reason or another only able to access this kind of support on the net, when they could.

Sometimes when life chucks you 'The Mushroom Principle' as my Dad calls it (you just get your head out into the light and someone throws a pile of **it on top of you) I find you need to talk to people who don't know you, who can't see you but who listen and answer. It takes away that emotional chasm that so often stops you saying the stuff you need to say or hearing the stuff you need to hear from those who know you and love you."

3 – a contribution from another “Black Dog Knitter”

I received several stories during the week, and will try to share them with everyone. I have taken the name out of this email because I forgot to ask whether or not I should include it.

I have happened to come across your post recently about depression and I agree with you wholeheartedly it isn't just a "phase" or some thought up disease it is in fact a real one. I have suffered with it for about 12 years off and on, it wasn't until about the last 4 years is when it finally came to the surface with full force. My boyfriend had just left me to raise my daughter alone and here I was an 18 year old girl with a baby I didn't know what to do, all i knew was is that it sucked and I was majorly sad because I had my heart broken and I was expected to raise a baby? well I got on for a few months being in an OK state of mind but then taking care of my grandmother got to me and I tried to commit suicide. twice.

My family finally realizing how much pain I was in sent me to a treatment center the first time it didn't help at all. It wasn't until the second time when I was sitting in my pysch's office that I realized i couldn't keep doing THIS...this OK state of mind I wasn't going anywhere. So for the first time in 2 years I got back on my meds, I actually WENT to see my pysch and here I am still here. I can't say that I am fully recovered because I can't say that all I can say is here I am with my happy pills and I am somewhat happy maybe a little miserable at times but I am still here living with it, my daughter, my dog, and that scarf I will probably never finish but it helps me when i am low.

4 – how to contact me and/or show your support

if you would like to contact me, you can do so at ginger_nut(at)bigpond(dot)com – if you are sending me a story of your particular battle, please try to include whether or not you want me to include your details. I received some emails from anonymous email addresses, and that is fine as well. I’ll include those stories later one.

I was happy that people have posted about depression on their own blogs, as well as sharing the button I created. If you would like to show support with the button you’ll find details of how to create the link via last weeks post.

Finally, a big thank you to everyone who has mentioned my campaign on their blogs, podcasts or web-zines – I have tried to visit everyone who left a comment, and if you look at my sidebar you will see my bloglines list has grown quite a bit. If I have missed you, please leave a comment or send an email.

Cheers,

Ginger_nut aka Meg

Friday, June 29, 2007

Fight the black dog - knitters raising awareness of clinical depression

In the past week, someone has made the comment that my blog is, well, lacking in personality. I am certain that this was a comment that was meant to insult, humiliate and shame – but it didn’t.

You see, at times I think that, perhaps, my blog could be lacking in personality. Because, at times, I feel that my personality has up and left.

I happen to suffer a tad bit from mental illness. Well, that would be an understatement. I think the term my GP used at my last medical appointment was “severe depressive disorder” – I think I can understand why Churchill was so fond of the term “The Black Dog!”

When I was first diagnosed, nearly some 3 years ago I walked through life in a fog. Days, weeks, months – even years, all disappeared in a foggy blur. During one such blurry day I found myself in Kmart. I didn’t know they had a haberdashery section, or that they stocked yarn. I bought two balls of Magnum Print (8ply variegated acrylic) and 4mm needles. I went home and cast on as many stitches as I could fit on the needles – and started to knit. I do not know what I was making, but it seems in some way to help with the fidgets. To help with that need to do something, although I was unable to summon energy or focus concentration for anything else.

I didn’t have the energy to cook. The mere thought of having to stand up to shower was exhausting. I couldn’t answer the phone, or leave the house. I was a lump – sitting on the couch and watching television. I couldn’t do anything because of depression – or so I thought.


After a while I realised – I had made four centimetres of fabric from a single thread. I finished one 100 gram ball of yarn, tied on the second ball and kept knitting. It was a simple pattern – knit one, purl one – moss stitch. When I ran out of yarn I left the house to get more. I couldn’t go to the supermarket to buy groceries, but the need for yarn, the need to knit, got me out. I kept knitting, 6 balls in total went into that one project. There was a lot I could not do because of Depression, but somewhere along the way, all in one piece, I knit a blanket large enough for a cot.

I still needed to knit. This time I bought more yarn, cast on more stitches, still not really sure of how, why or what I was doing it for, but kept going in single moss stitch. This time I used 10 balls and had a blanket big enough for a single bed all in one piece. And somewhere, with each stitch and each row, I manage to build up a little hope.

For the next project I had a goal – not only did I have something I wanted to do, I thought it was achievable.

I started this blog, back in August, as a way for me to keep track of time and of my accomplishments, both are so easy to forget when you suffer from Depression. It was never meant to be a way to receive validation from masses of adoring. I have used my blog as a way to escape from this illness – to only focus on the positive. Since August last year (which was my first post) I have lost my job, my career, my relationship – all because of Depression. And not once did I mention this illness on this Blog.

And I think it is wrong. I know many people who have suffered with similar conditions to mine – and know that many find knitting to be a great comfort. I also know that people are afraid to talk about it. I was – but I am not anymore.

And I am starting up an internet campaign to raise awareness for mental health – I am asking anyone who has suffered from an illness like this, or knows someone who has, or even someone who has used knitting or crafting to work though grief and tough times – to take the time to talk about it. If you want to share your story please email me at ginger_nut(at)bigpond(dot)com and I will add it to my “Knit and Fight the Black Dog” posts. If requested I will not share personal details so you can tell your stories anonymously.

Please use the link below to create a button on your blog to link to “Knit and Fight the Black Dog” – I will put all the stories here. And please – feel free to steal my bandwidth with this button.

I am going to be starting “Fight the Black Dog” Friday where I will share links, stories and my own progress with this illness. And hopefully, I will be able to keep things positive around here still.

Please cut and past this code to your blog to create a button: (replace [ and ] with < and >)

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