Through the Dark Woods (eBook)

A young woman's journey out of depression

Jo Swinney (Autor)

eBook Download: EPUB

2012
160 Seiten
Lion Hudson (Verlag)
978-0-85721-395-2 (ISBN)

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This book is based on the author's own experience of wrestling with depression, and her story carries the book along. Using this structure she discusses the stigma associated with depression. She talks of the importance of correct diagnosis, and the challenges of day to day survival. She takes an honest look at the temptation to suicide, and how depression affects one's prayer life and relationship to God. Where are the sources of comfort and healing? Jo Swinney considers biblical characters subject to depression, and argues for the importance of sharing stories. Finally she asks, what does her depression teach her?

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Chapter 1

Roots

I’d like to introduce myself. In choosing to write a book of this nature I feel as though I were sitting in some anonymous support group, declaring ‘Hi, I’m Jo, and I’m a depressive’ as though that were the word that most summed up my identity. It is not (at least, not most of the time). So, if you can, put aside that image and let me tell you about myself, before I delve into one particular aspect of my journey and convince you that I am a bleak and brooding person who likes nothing more than to curl up in a dark room with a box of tissues.

I was born in West Sussex in 1977, my parents’ first child. We lived there until I was two when we moved to Bristol and lived in a top floor flat on Clifton Downs from which we could hear the zoo-lions roaring. We left Bristol with a sister for me (Esther) and a degree for Dad, allowing him to work as a curate in the Anglican Church.

Next stop for our small family was Upton, Merseyside, where we lived for three years. I started at the local primary school under the care of Mrs Turton. I also began to wear glasses. Mum and I tossed a coin about which frames I got – I wanted pink and she wanted tortoiseshell, the only options kindly offered free of charge by the National Health Service. She won, so I hid the ugly glasses in my school locker until I was found out and made to wear them. Jeremy, my brother, made his appearance sometime during the glasses saga. Estie and I had great fun dressing him up and doing his hair while he was small enough to be compliant (in fairness, I should add this was not for very long).

When I was five years old we moved to the Algarve, Portugal where my parents founded a Christian conservation project. It is now rather big and multi-national but in those days it was something of an extended family, based in a large, rambling farmhouse, ‘Cruzinha’. Over time I became rather blasé about birds in the hand, reptiles in the freezer, and new faces at the dinner table, all of which bemused and bewildered the friends I occasionally brought home from school.

Bethan, my youngest sibling, was born in Lisbon when I was seven. We were all kept amused by her various eccentricities, including her early love of squid, gherkins, olives, and every available variety of fruit – she would occasionally disappear into the vineyard opposite Cruzinha, giving rise to mass searches, and in her case, a runny tummy.

I went to the International School of the Algarve until I was thirteen. Here I existed at the bottom of the social ladder, much derided and despised by all, until I left and was promptly forgotten. Bullying, as everyone knows, is very ‘character building’ so obviously I am thrilled to have gone through this experience! Thankfully I had a happy home life to balance it out: I have many memories of beach trips, barbequed chicken and chips in scruffy cafes, books read aloud, sailing our blue, Mirror dingy in the estuary, and a whole range of pets from guinea pigs and dogs to damaged birds of prey and carnivorous tadpoles, who unfortunately ate each other after being fed ham (NB don’t feed tadpoles ham). No family is ideal but I never doubted I was loved and cherished, and this has been a great gift to me.

I was at boarding school in England for the last five years of my secondary schooling. None of us will ever forget the agony of the airport goodbyes, or the spine tingling ecstasy of the hellos. When I tell people about that experience I usually say the first year was hell, the second two were bearable and the last two were somewhat enjoyable. It is a deceptively easy summary of a complex chapter.

In my penultimate year at Dean Close my parents left Portugal, and were given a sabbatical, which took them to North and South America and the Middle East. Just over eighteen months later they settled in the south of France where they are still based. Meanwhile, I left school and spent a gap year in Zimbabwe. I began by teaching in a rural primary school and continued on with Scripture Union doing AIDS awareness in schools around Bulawayo. I went to Zimbabwe as the only Christian in our group and was quickly seduced by the apparent freedom to behave exactly as I chose, with no pressure from others’ expectations or social conventions. The headiness soon turned to a feeling of emptiness. I had known God and was turning my back on Him for a series of rather shallow adventures. There came a crisis point, and I started to get back on track, with more support and no illusions about my own righteousness.

In September 1997 I started at Birmingham University reading English and African Studies. This did not make me very useful but I can talk books and have some views on the sociology of development, which comes in handy at dinner parties! More importantly perhaps, I made some wonderful friends, had lots of fun and did plenty of growing up.

After graduating I moved to Canada to study for a Master’s in Christian Studies at Regent College in Vancouver. On Tuesdays we would have a chapel service. If I had to tell you one thing about Regent to give you an idea of what kind of a place it is, it would be that when we had communion we would have huge chunks of homemade bread dipped in pottery goblets of excellent wine. While I was there I met my husband Shawn, who is from Minneapolis, USA. After four years we moved to England to be closer to my family and are currently living in Buckinghamshire where Shawn is a youth pastor and I work as a keyworker at the National Society for Epilepsy.

Who Suffers From Depression?

In telling you the outline of my life so far I hope you will have got the impression (a truthful one) of someone who has had their ups and downs, but who has not undergone anything particularly unusual or nasty other than what anyone could expect living in a fallen world as a fallen person. And yet, I am someone who has experienced depression over a long period of time-years in fact. I have been a Christian with a real and vivid relationship with God my whole life. I have had a stable and loving family, I have never been without food or shelter. Am I unusual? No! Depression is unfortunately an extremely common affliction, dubbed ‘the common cold of mental health’ for the frequency of its occurrence. One in five people will experience depression at some stage during their life, so it might well affect you at some point, directly or indirectly.

Depression is not a condition limited to the emotionally challenged, the eccentric, the fringe lunatics. The club has had some prestigious members: Churchill (with his ‘black dog’), Virginia Woolf, Henri Nouwen, Joni Mitchell, Vincent Van Gogh, the great preachers Luther, Spurgeon and Wesley…The list goes on and on, and includes many people who have contributed much to society in the midst of great suffering and struggle. A surprising number of history’s great artists have been afflicted with depression, suggesting a mysterious connection on which many have speculated. There are even some very clear examples of depression amongst the Bible’s great heroes: Elijah, Saul and David.1

What is It?

At the organic level, depression is a neurochemical disorder. I am not a bit scientific and have had to ask for explanations of this time and again. I will give it to you here as simply as I can (sorry if you are really clever and this sounds patronising). Basically, the brain is full of nerve cells talking to each other by sending electrical signals through a tiny gap called a synapse. In this gap there are lots of neurotransmitters, one of which is serotonin (there are others that are implicated in depression such as dopamine, but serotonin is the most common one). When a person is depressed, serotonin is used too much and so it gets depleted, and there isn’t enough left of it to keep a proper balance going.

There are many kinds of mood disorders that fall into the ‘depressive’ category. Organic mood disorders are usually related to illness or drug side effects. Bipolar disorders include both depression and mania, a state in which the person may experience an elevated mood, or ‘high’, irritability, hyperactivity and other symptoms. Reading The Wind in the Willows recently, I had the revelation that Toad of Toad Hall is a classic example of someone with manic depression – one minute rushing around in a brand new motor car causing havoc, the next feeling miserable enough to die. Dysthemia is a low grade, long-term form of depression, and Major Depression is similar but more severe. Adjustment disorder involves symptoms that follow a major life change.2 Seasonal Affected Disorder (SAD) is a relatively recently recognised condition that strikes hardest during winter.

Whilst I need to use the blanket term ‘depression’ for brevity, we must bear in mind the vast spectrum of illness that this word covers. John White, the late Christian psychiatrist and author of a number of books on this and other subjects, writes somewhat sternly that, ‘Counsellors who try to help depressed people, and authors who write books about the subject, generally oversimplify the issue. Depression has many faces. It cannot be relieved on the basis of one simple formula, arising as it does by numerous and complex mechanisms, and plummeting sometimes to depths where its victims are beyond the reach of verbal communication. There are mysteries about it which remain unsolved. No one theoretical framework is adequate to describe it.’3

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Produkt-Details

• Erscheint lt. Verlag: 12.9.2012
• Sprache: englisch
• Themenwelt: Literatur ► Biografien / Erfahrungsberichte
• Themenwelt: Literatur ► Romane / Erzählungen
• Themenwelt: Sachbuch/Ratgeber ► Gesundheit / Leben / Psychologie ► Krankheiten / Heilverfahren
• Themenwelt: Religion / Theologie ► Christentum ► Kirchengeschichte
• Themenwelt: Religion / Theologie ► Christentum ► Moraltheologie / Sozialethik
• Themenwelt: Religion / Theologie ► Christentum ► Pastoraltheologie
• ISBN-10: 0-85721-395-4 / 0857213954
• ISBN-13: 978-0-85721-395-2 / 9780857213952