Prana Journal

A Confession

Continuation of a one-year assessment of my yoga practice. You can see the first part of How Yoga is Changing My Life. As with some other items, I originally posted this text in Open Mind Open Body forum.

I am "outing" myself: I have suffered from depression since childhood, even though I did not know what to call my persistent, cyclical blues until 1993. When I turned 40, the depression started worsening -- in another era it would be called a mid-life crisis or nervous breakdown. In a series of meltdowns, I lost jobs and burned through life savings and a home. I layered on multiple coats of guilt and shame on top of what was happening to me. The condition made me incapable of writing and critical thinking. For someone who lived off writing and whose very self-definition was based on being a writer, it was a bitter realization. In 1996, my psychiatrist told me that he could not promise that I would ever write professionally again -- time to look for another career.

If it weren't for my family, I would have been destitute. I lived in my parent's basement for 16 months. My kids stopped their university studies so that they could contribute to supporting the household. [Thanks, Stephanie]

A case of refractory depression is a very humbling experience -- you can only focus on now. You look back on all the decisions and failures driven by your illness, the disappointments and the pain, the suffering to your loved ones. you have to release all that because there is nothing you can do now to change that. The future becomes something distant, and impossible to plan because you could not guarantee that you could perform. You are stripped down to now, the present. You just have to take one day at a time and try to build on it. It also makes you very selfish because you have your hands full resolving your own problems, and can't take on other people's problems.

Relief, not a cure

I cannot say that yoga "cured" my depression -- relief came from my medication and an extended convalescence that stretched over nearly a decade. I tried several drugs, trial and error, until my psychiatrist found the right combination, and the drugs required years to pull me out of a deep hole. I had also tried other treatments, like regular exercise, psychoanalysis, prayer. I came back slowly, started a new career, found a new employer, got a graduate degree, discovered that writing was still my calling -- things that seven years ago I thought unattainable.

But there is always the lingering fear that depression will come back. It has scarred my mind and body, quite literally: I assume that things will turn out badly or that certain goals are beyond reach. Like a diabetic or a HIV carrier, I consider myself to be a chronic depressive and I can relapse.

Relapse?

Early last year, I felt depression raising its head again. I was close to panic. One night I got on a mat and things started to click. Although I had read Jon Kabat-Zinn and Rodney Yee, played around with yoga in the basement, it had seemed more like a workout than a response to my problem. Suddenly, it all started to make sense, and I was at ease. And then I felt the peace of savasana -- overwhelming, purging, releasing.

I started a search for help. I read the book, Yoga for Depression: A Compassionate Guide to Relieve Suffering Through Yoga by Amy Weintraub. That lead me to yoga classes, the Art of Living Foundation and a daily practice of pranayama and meditation. In my first, tentative classes, I almost felt as if I would break mentally.

What is so good about yoga, pranayama and meditation? They are empowering and allowed me a change in attitude, from victim to warrior. They give me tools and techniques that I can use to help myself. When I had to rely solely on medication and therapists, I feel helpless, at the mercy of an unpredictable, faulty, chemical chain reaction underway in my nervous system. I also learn that it's the daily practice that gets results; no matter how modest at first over time they pay big dividends.

Only my family and a few other people know that I have this problem. I never wanted word to spread at my work place because the knowledge of my illness might affect the perception of my performance. I hated writing about my depression. I did not want to dignify or reward this beast that had soiled my life by letting it be the focus of my writing.

A new way of seeing

Yoga has released from my feeling of bitterness and guilt by giving me a fresh, expansive vision of my plight and human kind's. I am not the target of dark forces in my psyche or my body chemistry. Depression is just my personal, unique manifestation of the broader condition of human suffering. Yoga is about relieving human suffering. The yogic sages knew how to transform suffering into a liberating process by bringing mind, body and spirit back into balance. Because I am scarred by decades of depressive thinking, I want to address those issues and rebuild my life on an affirmative platform -- instead of a victim, I want to be proactive. In order to transform myself, I have to face it frontally and work through it, just as we would with resistance in an asana.

Why am I making this public declaration now? Depression has defined me as a person. In my previous posting on "How has yoga changed your life?," I found myself trying to write around my depression in explaining why yoga has become so important for me. This past month, Kelly McGonigal has had us reflect on purification. I have come to realize that this confession is about purifying myself and my self-perception so that I can move on to healing these scars (samskaras in Sanscrit) that have been seared into my mind over decades.

Other Resources

When I felt depression coming back a few years ago, I started searching for information about how to manage my condition through yoga or meditation. I found a couple of books and lots of information on the Web. I am posting the most valuable links below.

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