Depression is normal. It isn’t best, right or correct for our lives but it is very normal. Expectations are a demanding burden. The way that others interpret what you say or do is often weighty beyond what you should bear. Yet it is life and it is probably not going to change in the near future. So what do you do?
You can ignore it, fall under the weight of it or so control your perspective that you minimize their ability to impact you. Each of us is responsible for our own life events. You responsibility in life is not for what others say or do. You are only responsible for your reaction to them. You do or don’t do, just as you choose. If you do nothing you have still made a choice and every choice has consequences. Sliding into oblivion under the pressures of depression is a choice. Even though you may not feel well equipped to address that situation, you are still responsible for the choice and must live within the confines of the consequences.
I do not experience the sorrows and devastations others go through. I only go through my own and I confess my burden is far from heavy so far in my life. I have been abused and beaten but never broken; others have. I have experienced personal defeats, disappointments in myself and days I wish could be do-overs. Still I walk upright, breathe deep and am able to complain when the lights are too bright. What is it then? Where is the point at which I feel I am able to express any dissatisfaction with the life I have been allowed to experience? It is only in the void of these more serious oppressions. There my liberty waxes bold. I can freely complain because I have nothing to complain about. I can feel depressed because I am not really depressed. I am like a princess regretting the presence of a pea 20 mattresses away. I am sensitive to my perceived needs only because my senses are intact.
Recently I viewed a couple of pictures of a man in his late twenties. The first showed a frowning face looking a bit dumpy and about 20 pounds overweight standing on one leg; because the other leg was amputated at the hip. The second photo revealed a ripped lean muscular man unafraid to share his entire physique with a huge grin on his face. The photos were of the same man, same missing leg, same opportunity for depression. Yes, it was an ad for a particular popular exercise program. The point of the advertisement is that anyone can, some will, most won’t, will you? Yet when it comes to our simpler choices, like being depressed because we are not currently being thrilled by some outside influence, anyone can, many will, most would like to, but will you? Or will you choose to rejoice in the knowledge that this is the day the Lord has made? What would be normal?
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