"Suffering from depression doesn't translate to the more casual use of "I'm depressed!" in the way you might say after, say, you've just eaten two Snicker bars in a row, or after discovering that Bristol Palin has her own reality TV show.
"What it does do, though, especially on days when, for whatever reason, the meds aren't working well, or (worse) I either forget to take them or (way worse) convince myself I "don't need them anymore," is remove the floor from underneath my feet. Not literally, of course, because that would be rather disturbing and surreal and make me a walking public health hazard. But figuratively, it puts me off balance, quite often in a way I don't fully feel or see or understand until it's already kicked in in a bad way. Those few who are close to me who have known about my depression usually see it before I do."
Friend of the site and all-around funnyman Jeff Green recently opened up about his clinical depression, which he has been battling for over 25 years, on his personal blog. Green is such a wonderful character, and I'm sure is a personal favorite guest on Giant Bomb for many of you. As with anything he writes, it's a delightful read, especially for anyone interested in how depression can handicap - but not cripple - someone's life.
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