http://depressionfalloutmessageboard.yuku.com/reply/68502/Generic-guide-from-the-viewpoint-of-a-depressed-person#reply-68502AAPNS
AAPS is Anger, Apathy, Numbness, Pain, and Shame. These were the 4 feelings/ moods that controlled my every thought while I was depressed.
-When I was asked. “What do I want for dinner?” I got angry. I was angry I was even asked. It has nothing to do with being polite. My mind will not process great intentions. My paranoia will distort the meaning of the question as something is wrong with me. What does it matter if I wanted chicken or beef for dinner. Just leave me alone
-When I was asked about whether I liked the red one or the blue one, I was apathetic, or numb. I don’t care. My mind will not tell me which is better. My opinion is worthless anyway. That’s how I see it
-When I was asked about how I was feeling, all I could feel was pain. Yep. I was crying. Crying all the time. Crying because of nothing. Crying because of everything. Everything was wrong. I can’t do anything right, so everything becomes painful. So much pain.
-When I was asked by my wife, ‘What she could do to help me?’ I felt shame. I wasn’t worthy enough to receive such a gift as help. Why would this woman help such a loser like me. I wasn’t worth the air I was breathing. Pushing help upon just made me feel more shame.
I could write at length on these 5 feelings. Every action or inaction was the result of these 5 feelings/moods. I wasn’t motivated to do anything. The depressed mind twists and distorts every action or phrase. Every criticism will feel like a personal attack on me. Every question has a motive behind its intention. I cannot count how many times I snapped at my wife for just simple things.
What can you do?
To understand this question you need to understand the position that you are in relative to the depressed.
Think of it like if:
§ Your Dso was a basketball with a bell inside the ball.
§ Depression is a soccer ball
§ You are represented as ‘one hand’
§ His life is balancing on the soccer ball
§ You see him falling so you push the other side to try to balance him
§ Every time the bell rings in the ball, he will go into a rage/depressive episode.
§ He is now falling on the opposite side
§ Constant adjustments is just delaying the inevitable, and ringing the bell constantly
§ At some point he is going to need to fall.
§ He will need to fall so he can learn to pick himself up. I had to learn that the hard way
I asked my wife how she handled me at my worst. She said she ignored my rants, and set boundaries (like no name calling or biting remarks.)
∞Do not be rude out in public
∞Do not berate or belittle me
∞Do not harm me or my family in any way
∞Do not swear or use profanity on me or anyone I care about
∞I only want to help you and there is no ulterior motive
So what can you do?
∞Allow your DSO to fall. Let them hit rock bottom. Do not force therapy or medication, but do suggest it. Your DSO will need to help themselves. Think of it like class at school. You can force your child to go to class, but unless they are willing to open to learning and help themselves, they will never learn anything from the class. Forcing them is an exercise in futility. Trying to hold them from falling deeper into depression will only make you depressed. Do not go down with the ship!
∞Allow them to separate. The depressed mind is filled with the 5 feeling AAPNS so much of the time; they cannot even hear themselves think. Making simple decision becomes arduous. Solitude is sometimes the only peace a depressed person can get. That is why we sleep so much.
∞Help yourself. If you feel like you cannot maintain your sanity, you are not alone. People on this forum are great and sharing your story will help alleviate some of your burden. Many fallouters may even seek therapy to understand what is going on, and to get qualified professional help to make sense of what is going on in their lives. Venting is almost necessary as fallouters will carry most of the burden as the depressed cannot function properly. I remember I barely did any house chores when my depression hit its peak. Even to get up to bring the dishes to the dishwasher was laborious. Find ways to lift yourself, and brighten your spirits.