I have always found the cognitive symptoms of depression to be among the most disruptive to my overall functioning. When I’m really unwell it feels like I can’t think my way out of a paper bag. I tend to describe the effect on my thinking as “mashed potato brains”.
Depression is a profoundly isolating illness, as many mental illnesses can be, and as my illness progresses in many ways I find myself evolving into a hermit of sorts.
There have been a lot of horrific events in the news lately. As I saw these events on the news, I knew cognitively how terrible they were, but on an emotional level, I just felt nothing. I am not a cruel, heartless sort of person, but I still felt nothing.
