Victory over depression. Those were the words that triggered me.
You see, I tried that for a really long time – to rise up, to fight.
But there are some battles that can’t be won through fighting. My victory over depression doesn’t look like life going back to normal. My victory looks like everything changing.
Depression taught me. It taught me to listen, to surrender. It taught me to appreciate the unknown, value the hidden.
From the moment I entered therapy, I was counseled that my depression was a mystery – not a battle, not a problem, not a crucifix.
It has felt like a crucifix. It has felt like a problem. It has felt like a battle.
It has always been a mystery, a mystery I value.
When someone says “victory over depression”, I must shake my head negatively and say –
Victory through depression.