The news reached me today. Marian Keyes has a severe bout of depression. She broke the news on her newsletter. She even included some quotes about mental health that she hoped would help others.
I’ve never read her. But I heard her interviewed on Marian Finucane radio programme, and I warmed to her because of her open style. She’s had tough times in her life.
I left a comment for her on her blog.
There are many wonderfully supportive words there already. Probably she won’t have the energy & inclination to read them now - but a close friend may tell her about the number of people who care for her wellbeing.
Lesley Dewar in Perth, Western Australia, is my best friend on Twitter. She is wonderful to keep in touch with. She knows a lot, including depression.
Here’s what she sent out today about what it was like for her, part of her experience of depression:
"What can you say to pierce this dreaded black fog, when once it descends? No words prevail. Your hugs pain me as I seek only the agony of my solitude. Leave me. Let me lie, that I might ponder why I am worthy to live. To recall my unknown and unforgiven trespasses. To hear each breath as it flows in and out my imprisoned chest. My heart cold. My sun dark. Perhaps, this time, it will not pass - and then I shall lie peacefully forever in the arms of eternal quiet and struggle no more."
Isn’t that wonderful language?