Oh!  You’re welcome  :)  Thanks for doing the interview!  I really love Martin, lol, we’ve become friends over the years and I actually had no idea that depression was an issue for him, and I figured if he’s brave enough to come out and say it, I can too.  

Honestly I’ve been wanting to make a post about it since it’s been a topic lately, and like I said, even if I know its something that runs in my family and my mom is open about it part of me is still like, “Eh…” because it’s looked at so negatively sometimes, like its something you can just turn on and off and be fine, but it doesn’t work like that.  It just happens so randomly and sometimes you can’t explain it, even if you want to, and the response isn’t always so great, you know?  Some people think they can just be like, “Stop,” and that’s all it takes, but when that cloud happens it ain’t movin’ for a while and it sucks.  

It sucks because, if you’re like me, you’re telling yourself, “Get up, move, do something,” and when you don’t you just feel even worse, like, “Ugh I suck I can’t even get up,” and you start feeling guilty (I especially feel guilty because I actually work from home so if I get in this funk and get nothing done I feel really lousy).  Then I’d feel bad for admitting it, like, “I’m depressed,” because people take it so lightly, but I’ve seen how heavy it can get, not just from my own experience but from my mother, who I guess has had therapy as a child, and has been in the hospital a few times, and on medication, and it really took that punch to the gut of my brother passing away for her to be like, “Nope.  THIS is the worst thing I can go through, and if I can make it through that, I can make it through anything.” And, in a way, that helps me, too.  If something really devastating happens (for example, in college, I lost my scholarship) she’ll be like, “It’s o.k., just cry it’s o.k., but you know what you know we’ve been through worse, we’ll get through this, too.”  And it works.  

But it shouldn’t reach that point with people, you should definitely talk to someone, which I do and my mom does, we talk to each other a lot. Because, sure, there’s that whole “we’ve been through worse” mentality, but that doesn’t mean whatever is getting you down isn’t upsetting.  I mean hell, my brother being gone IS something that gets us down, I mean, his birthday is coming up and like clockwork we’ll both feel like shit, so we just talk, go about our day, she may watch movies and I may go to the zoo with my partner, whatever it takes.