A friend of mine lost her ex-husband to suicide this week. (Tears, sadness, and so much empathy). Every time suicide touches someone I know, I find myself asking, “What could possibly be so bad that you must end it all?” It’s impossible not to ask “WHY?” I find so much joy in life and can’t imagine what could make life so unlivable. But of course, as a physician, I know the answer. Mental illness is simply not logical, so trying to apply reason makes no sense. Depression is not a simple case of losing your mojo. It’s dead serious.
Got me thinking about depression and mojo. For those of us who lose our mojo, how can we sort out whether we’ve got a simple case of lost mojo or a serious case of Major Depression? While Mojo Monday exericises, Mojo Tips, telling our stories, and Pink community are always a good thing, they’re not meant to gloss over the fact that some pain runs deep, and chemical imbalance in the brain can rob you of your mojo lickety split. So how can you tell the difference?
Signs and Symptoms of Major Depression
- You’ve lost the ability to experience joy, even when you’re doing what you most love (we docs call it anhedonia & it’s one of the most reliable symptoms of serious depression). If you can’t find pleasure in what used to reliably make your heart sing, chances are you’re depressed.
- You feel depressed most of the day, nearly every day.
- You’ve lost weight without dieting, or you’ve gained weight.
- You can’t sleep, or you sleep all the time.
- Others notice that you’re agitated or you’ve dramatically slowed down.
- You’re fatigued nearly every day.
- You experience feelings of worthlessness or guilt nearly every day.
- You have trouble concentrating or you’re indecisive nearly every day.
- You keep thinking about death, have recurring suicidal thoughts, or have a plan for suicide.
These are modified from the DSM IV criteria for Major Depression, and if you have 5 or more of these symptoms during the same 2 week period, chances are, you’re depressed. To meet criteria, you must experience either #1 or #2. And it’s key to make sure these symptoms impair your daily life, aren’t the result of some other illness or addiction, and aren’t short-term symptoms related to bereavement (which while similar to depression, has its own category in the DSM IV and usually gets better with time).
Do You Need Help? Treatment Is Out There
Are any of you Pinkies suffering from Major Depression? If so, please get help. Depression will steal your mojo so fast you won’t know what hit you. Make sure you find someone loving and compassionate to help you sort out what’s going on, not just someone who’s going to drug you without getting at the root of the whole you. Treating depression is a whole other topic, but make sure you get someone who looks at the whole picture of who you are. For tips on how to fight depression naturally, read Natural Medicines for Depression. While natural medicines are great and I’m not a big believer in throwing medications at depression willy nilly, sometimes they’re exactly what you need to help you get your mojo back. They can clear the haze that keeps you from seeing life clearly, so don’t be afraid to take them if it’s what you need. Once you’re feeling better, you can step back and view the authentic you with more clarity. Aside from causing you to lose your mojo, depression has also been linked to heart disease, as reported by Mojo Mentor & Pink Wellness Guru Fred Krazeise. Depression is serious stuff, Pinkies. Please don’t ignore it.
Are You Suicidal or Do You Know Someone Who Is?
If you know someone who is suicidally depressed, please read How Do I Help A Suicidal Person? by Mojo Mentor Christa Scalies. If you’ve lost someone you love to suicide, please read Tips For Suicide Survivors. To read about how depression affects your spiritual direction from Shawna Atteberry’s personal account, read Depression and Spiritual Direction. And if depression is keeping you from getting your mojo back, please get help, dearest Pinkies. For more resources, click here.
If my friend is reading this, I love you, honey, and I’m so sorry for your loss. If there’s anything I can do, please ask, and know that it’s not your fault. We are here for you, sweetie.
If any of you have lost loved ones to suicide, love and blessings to you too. My heart goes out to all of you. And if some of you have attempted suicide and survived, we’re so happy you’re here with us to live this beautiful life we’re given. If anyone reading this is currrently suicidal, PLEASE get help NOW. We love you. We support you. And we want you here in our Pink community for many years to come. May God (who I loving call JABA-Jesus/Jehovah, Allah, Buddha, Athena, etc) bless you all.
With love, healing wishes, and a heavy broken heart,
Lissa
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Suicide is preventable. Depression is treatable. I am living proof.
I never thought I would live to see my 30th birthday (always thought I would take myself out) and I just turned 40. My friend Jim killed himself 4 years ago and I experienced the devastating effects suicide has on friends and family. I was walking the suicide path just 3 days before he died.
Don’t Give Up on life. Don’t Give Up on yourself or your dreams.
And Jim, I miss you dude every single day but I thank you for teaching me this lesson: Life is Beautiful. Giggle On! I carry your heart with me forever.
Thanks for this post Lissa. I know it will reach people in need. God Bless.
Thank you for your wisdom, Christa. You are an inspiration to us all, and I love you!
Wonderful post, comprehensive and heart-felt. My heart goes out to those who are afflicted with depression or have a loved one suffering from depression. It is real and different from Mojo.
It is a beautiful life, and having an illness that does not allow appreciation of life’s beauty is a tragedy. May we all count our blessings and pray we will recognize the signs of depression in ourselves and others.
Thank you Lissa.
Thank you Susanna. As a physician, you know how devastating depression can be to people and their families. May we all keep our eyes open to help those we can and forgive ourselves for those we can’t help.
Thanks for this post Lissa. There is a definite difference. I was blessed enough to make it through a suicide attempt & be here today.
No one should ever feel ashamed or scared to reach out and ask for help. Hopefully this post will make it easier for at least 1 person to get the help, love, and compassion they so desperately need.
@ Renee – I am glad you failed in your attempt and that you are here today shining your light in the world. I for one would love to hear how you made it through that darkness and into LIFE! I think real world tips and stories from people like you (and me) help to lend hope to people who have lost hope, or, who temporarily misplace it.
I have been living with major depression for at least the past year, if not longer (I suspect it’s been much longer than that.) I have not had any suicidal thoughts (although my therapist asks me about it each session) but the thought of just taking off and running away has occurred to me often. It’s a daily struggle and it is certainly not the same as losing mojo, but I like to hope that finding my mojo would help greatly in treating my depression.
Thank you for this post Lissa, learning the difference between losing mojo and major depression is the first step in helping others learn how to recognize the symptoms and get the help they need. My sister had a roommate in college who suffered from depression and my sister never recognized the symptoms in her friend. Fortunately the friend was able to get help before something really bad happened.
Wow- you are all so amazing. Thank you Renee, Christa & Pattie for sharing your stories. I’m a big believer in the power of story-telling- saying and writing your truth. And discovering that you are unique but not alone in your journey is healing as well. We all struggle- it’s part of our life experience. But I hope nobody struggles alone.
Renee, thank GOD you’re here to share your story and serve as an inspiration to others- to take the shame out of it and lay it on the table as the real-life crisis it is. Bless you for your honesty. And Pattie, we are sending you lots of love, acceptance and healing juju. I’m so glad you’re seeing a therapist and hope that you will find some peace and comfort. And yes, I do believe finding your mojo will build you up from the inside to tackle your depression head on. May we all be here to walk this path with you…
Blessings to you all.
Thank you, you just made a decision for me I’ve been trying to tackle. I am depressed and I’ve been on the fence about calling the Dr. I know my new insurance company will not cover any meds, prior condition-5 years ago I went on an anti anxiety when my mom, and dad died and my husband was diagnosed with lung cancer-my new insurance company made a point of questioning me endlessly about when I stopped the meds etc… I guess I’m going to call anyway and some how I’ll have to pay for it but reading the symptoms above I know I need more help than my telling myself it’s just a bad year. Thank you – you were one of two people to tell me the same thing today – ironically the other one was the nurse at my ob/gyn appt today who said get help if you need it, don’t hesitate. Thanks!!
Erin, the Universe works in mysterious ways, honey. I honor the fact that you’re listening and am so glad this post inspired you to seek the help you need. Life is too short not to live it joyfully, and you deserve to find your joy. We are here for you, sending love and wishes for healing.
I thought I would share some thoughts on the subject from one of my own blogs.
– I am no stranger to depression, and I know from both seats in the counseling office that depression lies to us when it tells us to withdraw from others. Hopeless, helpless, and worthless are the mottos of depression, and they are all untrue, but very loud, voices from the pit of despair. That’s why one of the simplest strategies for overcoming depression is to go for a walk with a friend: it combats isolation and, if the walk is at all vigorous, it will flood the parched body with natural morphine. That’s right, our bodies produce endorphins, which are safe*, FDA approved, no insurance needed, free, morphine!
It won’t cure depression, but it is one thing that can help.
*No animals are injured in the production of this natural pain killer: in fact, take Fido on your walk. You will both feel better.
GREAT advice, Jamie. Thank you for sharing your wisdom from both counseling seats. Those very loud voices threaten to overwhelm the love and support that almost always exists. But a walk in nature with someone who cares is the world’s best medicine. But please, I know there’s a lot of bad press about anti-depressants out there, and yes-they’re so overused. But if you need them, PLEASE, take them- or see an integrative medicine doctor about natural neurotransmitter balancing. It doesn’t have to be forever, but if your chemistry is off, nothing is going to feel quite right until you alter it. And make sure you see a therapist too. As someone who has seen a few therapists in my life, I’m a big believer. We should all be so privileged as to have the honor of someone else’s undevoted attention to our emotional and mental well-being.
YES YES YES to your advice about medication and talk therapy! The brain is an organ that needs chemicals in proper balance to function normally. Too many folks think that anti-depressants cause a fake high, when the opposite is true; they make “normal” possible for people with intractable mental pain.
YET, proper meds don’t cure crappy relationships! Talk therapy is the other critical part of healing where the person with reduced symptoms can practice healthy thinking and interactions.
Walking with a friend and a dog can snap your mojo back, but is just part of the multi-pronged work of healing clinical depression.
The universe does work in mysterios ways. I haven’t checked my blog reader in days and here was this post. I suffer for sever chronic depression, plus depressive episodes on top, with some anxiety sprinkled in also. I’ve been having a rough couple of months and am on the upside of a relapse. Meds have given me my life! Without them, I could not fiction. My Dr. Needs to tweek them every so often & change the combination. He says it is like gourmet cooking.
I was resently fired from my job as an art teacher and my depression was a large part of the reason. (I filed a discrination case with the EEOC) I have seen the effects that suicide has on a family. The thought of me bringing that much pain to the people I love is what keeps those thoughts out of my head. It is SO important to talk openly about all of this,so the stigma & lack of understanding of this disease will end!!!
Lissa, my heart goes out to you and your friend. Thank you for this post! I’m also going to post the web site of a wonderful organization that deals with all of this in a second post.
Here us the link to Rebecca’s Dream:
http://www.rebeccacutlerfoundation.org/
and to a photo set of mine that is about living with depression :
http://www.flickr.com/photos/sparkyourart/sets/72157620279715177/
Thank you all- again- for your candor, your wisdom, and your support of each other as we talk about this serious disease that should not be stigmatized, but rather, put forth on the table for all to discuss, in support of those who suffer from it. This is serious stuff, and it’s critical to deal with it in order to find your joy.
Yes, Jamie, you’re so right. There’s nothing “high” about anti-depressants. They correct chemical imbalances & open the door for real healing (that talk therapy can provide). And yes, those who suffer from depression DO need a multi-pronged approach of holistic health- which includes altering your diet, adding exercise, seeking social support, seeing an MD, talking to a therapist, doing some internal work, finding spiritual balance, seeking meaning in your life, and many other facets of wholeness and health.
And Ellen, I’m so glad you found this post right when you need it. I’m so sorry you were recently fired. Clearly, depression can interrupt lives in profound ways. I so appreciate you telling your story. The more we talk about it openly, with love and support for each other, withholding judgment, the more others will feel safe to seek help, tell their story, and get well. Love to you all.
Lissa – I am pleased you talk about a multi-pronged approach to treating depression. I was on medication for many years but for me (note: I am not telling anyone to flush meds in the toilet) medication did more harm than good.
I truly believe I altered my brain chemistry by changing my thoughts, behavior and taking positive action. Again, drugs do help but it’s no magic bullet.
It was the spiritual work, soul searching, talk therapy, exercise (love those endorphins), diet changes and dog therapy that lifted me from the pit of despair.
There is no one size fits all answer. Last year in my post, “Therapists, Shrinks and Drugs – Oh My” I talked about my experience with pharmaceuticals. I swear some of the stuff I was taking MADE me suicidal or at least seriously contributed to the feelings of wanting to end my life.
And Jamie – my dog helped me 10 times more than Prozac. More Dogs, Less Prozac!
Giggle On with your pink self Lissa. Hugs girl, big hugs.
I’ve discussed this w/ my daughter and a therapist because I do not feel depressed (#2) yet I do feel done. As in, I have done as much as I’m going to and could do w/ my life, and the road is just not something I’m interested in at all. At 47, there are very few new opportunities, but more than that, there are few things I want anymore, and the things I do want are not attainable.
I see that I’ve worked myself to this point, where the future holds $10/hr jobs, tiny apartments, and more and more scraping by, and after 26 years of raising children and being a single parent, I simply don’t want to do it anymore. The thought of spending the next 20 years working in some dead-end job and struggling to pay the bills has no appeal for me whatsoever.
I have been ill lately and praying it’s cancer or something terminal because I don’t know that I have the guts to risk an unsuccessful suicide. Being a vegetable is as fearful to me as being a low-class, no chance to escape worker.
I think sometimes it’s just the end. Not because we’re depressed in the clinical sense, but because it’s about quality of life as well as quantity.
Jd – my heart is breaking for you. I am not in your position and cannot know how you feel but life holds SO many possibilities.
I am so sorry you have been ill. I too was physically ill for several years, often the physical pain was unbearable and I begged God just to take me. I cried for what seemed like years.
I found when life kicks us in the teeth or, in my case, rips the foundation out from under us it’s a great opportunity to grow. I know that might sound like crazy voodoo wishful thinking but I believe it is the DREAMING combined with FAITH and ACTION that propels us into living the lives of quality.
Suicide is NOT the answer. It is a permanent solution to a temporary problem. Please, don’t give up!
Me again. Just wanted to let you know I made the call to the doctor today and as luck would have it they had an opening today. I just got back, it was a good appt. we talked about many things and I’m going to go back to using Celexa for awhile. thanks for giving the boost to finally make the call.
Dear, dear JD-
PLEASE, PLEASE, PLEASE see your therapist and/or a psychiatrist and/or suicide hotline and tell her/him what you just wrote. I wish you could see what you’re saying through my eyes. My eyes see you as this loving single parent who has put yourself out there for 26 years to raise your children, even when it means sacrificing what you might want out of life.
I pray that you get help so you can see your situation clearly. You may not think you’re depressed, but hopelessness, helplessness, worthlessness, and the inability to experience pleasure are trademarks of depression, and that’s what I hear from you. I wish I could get you in to see a mental health worker right this minute but there’s only so much I can do online.
Know that we care- and we are here for you, as much as we can be over the internet.
And Christa- thank you again for sharing your story. The fact that you’ve been there and gotten through it gives us all hope.
And Erin, you go girl! So glad you’re taking this bull by the horns and revving up to get your mojo back!
Wishing you all peace, wellness, health & most of all, JOY.
The National Suicide Prevention Lifeline number is 1-800-273-TALK.
The Lifeline Network answers thousands of calls from people in emotional distress. There are many reasons for their calls. Please call with for any of the following reasons:
* Suicidal thoughts
* Information on suicide
* Information on mental health/illness
* Substance abuse/addiction
* To help a friend or loved one
* Relationship problems
* Abuse/violence
* Economic problems
* Sexual orientation issues
* Physical illness
* Loneliness
* Family problems
Who should call?
* ANYONE who feels sad, hopeless, or suicidal.
* Family and friends who are concerned about a loved one.
* Anyone interested in mental health treatment and service referrals.
Help is out there!
Thank you again Christa. And for any of you reading this discussion, please check out Mojo Mentor Christa Scalies website http://www.giggleon.com. Her motto- Don’t Give Up- Giggle ON! It’s all about helping those who are depressed, suicidal, or know someone who is cope and find joy.
Sorry I’m so late commenting on this thread. (We’ve had friends in town.) First thank you Lissa for the link to my article.
It really is amazing how depression warps everything you see and feel. I’m glad to have mine under control.
I’d like to ask prayers and mojo for my life-long friend Christy. Her son committed suicide this last Monday. He was 17. Thank you.
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Shawna:
I am so sorry to hear about your friend Christy’s 17 year old son. I wanted to point out a few resources that may be helpful to her and her family in the aftermath of his tragic passing. You may want to check out (and forward to her when you feel the time is right) the Handbook for Survivors of Suicide & 25 Tips for Survivor’s of Suicide plus a link to additional suicide survivor support Resources at my web site. I will keep her in my prayers.
I appreciate the kindness and the empathy expressed, and in fact I have been seeing a therapist. I’m not depressed in the clinical sense. I don’t feel particularly sad at all.
The point I wished to make is that suicide is not always the result of depression, and even though others may not see it, it’s not always an irrational choice. http://biopsychiatry.com/misc/suicide.html
I’m not advocating suicide in general, but I do think there’s a point in life for some people when they look at the overall balance sheet and rationally decide that it is their time to die.
I also think there’s a difference between an irrational hopelessness and a rational appraisal of tangible facts.
For instance, short of a lottery win, I will never be financially secure. With $57K in medical and other bills, I have to declare bankruptcy… employers now run credit checks on employees and poor credit will limit my already narrow opportunities…and this will last ten or more years, during which time I will have to pay more (and pay cash) for everything from car repairs to rent deposits.
I will not ever be able to afford the $20K needed to fix my teeth, or the “unnecessary” (according to state insurance) surgery to correct the massive edema in my left leg– meaning that both my social and work opportunities will be very limited for the rest of my life. I’ll never be able to smile with abandon or wear a dress. Having had full-body psoriasis in my twenties and thirties, I already know the impact of disfigurement. It’s not solely a matter of self-esteem — there are practical issues as well.
With no savings and no notable career, I will never be much above poverty-level, meaning that I will spend the rest of my life in rented spaces that take a great chunk of my low wages. I will never own a home, be able to paint my walls, or plant my own garden. I will never know security.
I do not feel sorry for myself at all. These are the facts of my life, and I don’t shrink from them. I also know, after 47 years of struggling, how long it takes, and how much effort it takes, just to get a little bit ahead of anything. And once there, it’s precarious and easily taken away by even a small crisis. John Scalzi’s essay on Being Poor in America is the most truthful I’ve ever read.
So no, I am not depressed. Nor will I commit suicide in the near future. But do I think death is preferable? Would I choose it if I could go get peacefully and professionally euthanized? I would.
I do hear you, JD- really I do- and I honor and validate your voice and your concerns. I have a close family member who has, in the past, expressed the same thoughts. She had a severely painful neurologic disease, one child with an eating disorder and another on heroin. Her one light in life was her therapist, who then died, leaving her feeling rootless. She would call, threatening to kill herself, not out of depression, she said, but because she just didn’t want to stick around in this painful life any longer and she felt that her role on her earth was done.
She has since changed her tune. Her drug-addicted daugther died of an overdose, leaving two very young boys without parents to care for them. Suddenly, she was the mother of two young boys who carried the genes of the daughter she lost. She still has a painful neurologic disease (and has since been diagnosed with cancer, from which she is recovering). But she now has a purpose and can’t even begin to imagine that she ever threatened suicide.
My purpose in telling this story, JD, is that we never know what the future holds or why we are put here on earth. I personally believe that it’s not our place to decide when we go- that’s for God to decide. There may be some plan for you you have yet to realize- and should you check out early, you might miss your greatest joy, your life’s work, your purpose and mission in life.
Of course, it’s your life, JD. We honor your autonomy and I completely respect your feelings and the hardships you’ve endured. But let yourself dream- what might happen? How might things change? Who are you here to serve? What is your purpose?
Big big love to you, honey
Lissa
Had one more thought, JD (and the rest of you) that I wanted to comment on. You brought up euthanasia- a tough topic, especially for me as a doctor- so I wanted to make a few comment about this. Do I believe euthanasia has its place? Yes. Just look at how compassionate we are towards animals at the end of life, compared to how we docs torture each other in the end with toxic drugs, ventilators, surgeries, nursing homes, and electric shocks. Do I hope someone puts me out of my misery if I’m 80-something, stumbling around a nursing home with holes in my brain and cancer in my belly? Yes. Would i put that responsibility onto another human? No.
This is the problem with euthanasia the way I see it. As an OB/GYN who has had to decide whether I would be the person who would hold the suction catheter to do an abortion, I can tell you that putting that responsibility into the hands of mere mortals is painful and humbling. Do I want to allay the suffering of another person who wants to end their life? Yes. Do I want to pull the plug myself? No.
And I worry about the abuses. With animals, we see the abuse regularly (I used to be married to a vet). When a pet becomes a nuisance, too expensive, or the owners simply get tired of it, they bring the pet in to be put to sleep. The vets must choose- to follow the wishes, to bring the pet home to care for it themselves, or to overburden the already overburdened shelter system. What if we start doing this with our elderly? Grandma gets crotchety, so we euthanize her. And if you’ve got an inheritance from Grandma coming your way, all the better! I worry. The whole slippery slope thing.
When my father was dying, he asked me to give him drugs to speed it up. He had no pain or any other reason to take drugs- so I said no. Instead, he willed the end to come- and it did- within 48 hours. I prefer to believe that God cares for us, meets our needs, and has a hand in when we go. If you don’t believe that, I respect that. But there’s a beauty in surrender that I believe in even more. Suicide is the ultimate manifestation of the desire for control. If we can let go with impeccability, the path will rise up to meet us.
Before my friend Jim put a hole in his brain and killed himself, I used to think suicide, assisted suicide, euthanasia and abortion were fine. Now I put those decisions in God’s hands. Life is precious. We are wise to honor life.
In regard to your dad and his will to die, we can choose to live life, to feel full, to be grateful or we can choose to shut down and die like your father did in an effort to end his suffering and pain.
My point is simple: Our thoughts are energy and this energy we create can work for us or against us.
We have so many choices.
I’ve heard the phrase “Attitude is Altitude” and I believe this to be true. I used to be the Queen of the Land of Life Sucks (I had my own throne, my own company car and carte blanche in all areas related to self-destruction). Everything Sucked. I hated myself, my life and saw no hope for change. I created my own dismal reality.
I made a choice to leave the Land Life Sucks and ventured into the Land of Possibility.
Dream, Believe, Take Action!
Amen, Christa. Life is precious (and I’m totally pro-choice- did abortions myself for years, held that suction catheter and cried because I believed my patients deserved to choose and didn’t want them to feel judged or rejected by me just because I found the procedure distasteful.) So at the risk of sounding like I’m a zealot marching in a picket line, I agree. Life is precious. Bears repeating. We are blessed to be here. If we’re not seeing the blessings in life, we’re not looking hard enough. Blessings are everywhere. Cultivate gratitude. It makes all the difference.
(Not to stray away from depression too far…if you can’t see the blessings or feel gratitude, get help! There’s hope….)
This has been an extraordinary discussion, adding so many dimensions to a very complex issue. My story adds one more aspect. I was moved deeply by your friend’s situation Lissa. A fear I have lived with but not had to go through.
In 2007 I finally left my husband (now ex) when I could no longer manage his suicide threats. They had escalated, our therapist became concerned, and I found myself in the hard situation of being the family member who could decide to take action against his will to have him taken into care.
Our marriage ended sadly and badly, and I lost a great deal in the process. But he is still alive and that mattered more to me than anything. I now accept that he had no intention of ending his life, but was using a habitual control method that had until then worked.
He was not depressed in the terms set out in your very helpful article but he was acting towards me in increasingly frightening ways. Something was wrong and some action was needed. I hope that he will find a better way to meet his needs. I am so sorry to hear of your friend’s ex and her pain.
Knowing what to do and when to do it, is not easy. But I believe sharing like this does help our understanding.
Sulis, honey- I’m sorry for what you went through. Unfortunately, using suicide as emotional blackmail is WAY too common. Before meeting my dad, my mother had a boyfriend she kept trying to break up with, but he would threaten suicide every time to try to keep her. Thank God she had the guts to leave (and thank God he never went through with it, as far as I know).
It can be VERY hard to tell the difference. And yes, I do feel so much pain for my friend. She followed her heart- and it was time to move on. It sounds like you made the same choice. Ultimately, we cannot live our lives trying to rescue others. No one can “save” someone else. We can be there, show them the path, and invite them to seek healing. But ultimately, we all have to make the journey to healing with our own two feet.
Thank you for sharing your story, and I hope you and your ex have found peace.
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