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Because today is a really good day to talk about it.
Seventeen year ago I was working for Del Rey Books in the Bertlesman Building in Time Square. Today is one that is burning in my memory along with the days that followed. I remember hearing the towers fall and the dust cloud that came roaring up Time Square. I remember everyone trying to figure out how to get home. I remember being on the subway once they opened them up to travel with people covered in dust and grime. And the feeling of despair and shock was palatable.
Even though it is seventeen years later, this day is still hard for me. I tend to stay away from social media and the memorials on TV for the people who didn’t survive that week. I feel sad and out of sorts as my mind goes back to that day.
Situational depression is a short-term, stress-related type of depression. It can develop after you experience a traumatic event or series of events. Situational depression is a type of adjustment disorder. It can make it hard for you to adjust to your everyday life following a traumatic event. It’s also known as reactive depression.
Most of my recent depressive episodes are situational and I do things to keep me from going deeper into the dark hole that my mind can be. Things happen that cause me lots of stress and then it gets harder to do even the simple tasks that one needs to do every day. Most of this comes from situations I have no control over. I can’t fix the problem, which is my default, so I have to deal with it knowing it is out of my control.
This day is one of those days. I woke up feeling a bit out of sorts especially since seventeen years ago it was a Tuesday and I had seen the Lion King for my birthday on that Sunday. I remember how beautiful the day was. The sky was that lovely shade of blue that says that fall is on the way. And then the day went down the tubes.
So I know today is a self-help day. I do what I need to do to help me. I stay off the Internet and avoid all the remembrances of what happened. I don’t turn on the TV for most of the day because I don’t need the constant bombardment that happens up here in New York on this day of the events back in 2001.
And I also know that in a couple of days this feeling with fade. It is situational with something I can point to as to why I am feeling that way.
And that’s situational depression.
I am grateful that I managed to make it home seventeen years ago.
Seventeen year ago I was working for Del Rey Books in the Bertlesman Building in Time Square. Today is one that is burning in my memory along with the days that followed. I remember hearing the towers fall and the dust cloud that came roaring up Time Square. I remember everyone trying to figure out how to get home. I remember being on the subway once they opened them up to travel with people covered in dust and grime. And the feeling of despair and shock was palatable.
Even though it is seventeen years later, this day is still hard for me. I tend to stay away from social media and the memorials on TV for the people who didn’t survive that week. I feel sad and out of sorts as my mind goes back to that day.
Situational depression is a short-term, stress-related type of depression. It can develop after you experience a traumatic event or series of events. Situational depression is a type of adjustment disorder. It can make it hard for you to adjust to your everyday life following a traumatic event. It’s also known as reactive depression.
Most of my recent depressive episodes are situational and I do things to keep me from going deeper into the dark hole that my mind can be. Things happen that cause me lots of stress and then it gets harder to do even the simple tasks that one needs to do every day. Most of this comes from situations I have no control over. I can’t fix the problem, which is my default, so I have to deal with it knowing it is out of my control.
This day is one of those days. I woke up feeling a bit out of sorts especially since seventeen years ago it was a Tuesday and I had seen the Lion King for my birthday on that Sunday. I remember how beautiful the day was. The sky was that lovely shade of blue that says that fall is on the way. And then the day went down the tubes.
So I know today is a self-help day. I do what I need to do to help me. I stay off the Internet and avoid all the remembrances of what happened. I don’t turn on the TV for most of the day because I don’t need the constant bombardment that happens up here in New York on this day of the events back in 2001.
And I also know that in a couple of days this feeling with fade. It is situational with something I can point to as to why I am feeling that way.
And that’s situational depression.
I am grateful that I managed to make it home seventeen years ago.
