Of the millions upon millions of moments that make up a life, there are inevitably high and low spots. Sadly, since the brain has evolved to make sure the most damaging moments stick fastest (probably in the hopes of giving us an edge in survival), it is the painful moments we remember best.
What our foraging ancestors couldn’t have known was how poorly this little trick would serve us beyond the fight/flight arena as socially driven competition became the stuff of the new natural selection. In fact, depression often begins with the mind’s rummaging about in memories of such disappointments and then obsessing over the resulting tired, worn-out ideas of the self.
Of course, there are also times the experience of depression precedes the rationalizing narrative and the mind goes shopping for a story to justify something the body is already doing all on its own.
Depression is a state that — much like a parasite — actively seeks its own continuance. It doesn’t much care whether you have any perceptible reason to be down or not.
To feed itself and grow, the experience of depression entices the brain to spin out new material to sustain its glowing embers. The mental constructions we use to keep depression engaged may include replaying painful memories, repeated (unkind) affirmations, and complex fantasies of future failure and embarrassment.
When you break them down, all pretty obvious ploys for attention we should be able to spot and shut down. And yet we fall for them. Likely because we agree with them. And that agreement encourages them. Gives them license.
But there’s another element to the experience of depression that makes it almost impossible for me to interrupt a jag once it’s really gotten underway. That’s the puzzlement factor.
During a depressive streak, I can sometimes see through the mind’s churning of emotionally charged images and thoughts to something like a riddle twisting about beneath the waves. The riddle being puzzled over is typically my own depressed state. What is it? Where does it come from?.
Of course, we can ruminate over anything. Unsurprisingly, this also ain’t so healthy a habit — and may actually decrease our problem-solving ability.
According to the APA Monitor article I link to above, people ruminate for various reasons, including:
- Believe they’re gaining insight through it.
- A history of trauma.
- Perceive that they face chronic, uncontrollable stressors.
- Exhibit personality characteristics such as perfectionism, neuroticism and excessive relational focus –“a tendency to so overvalue your relationships with others that you will sacrifice yourself to maintain them, no matter what the costs.”
It’s been weeks, possibly a month, since depression really got its teeth into me. But creeping out of a multi-day slump yesterday I experienced the dawning awareness that underneath the absence of feeling (depression can be that sometimes: the opposite of a living emotion, as Lewis Wolpert talks about in Malignant Sadness) a part of my mind had been actively considering my depressed state without me. That is, I’d been ruminating about my depression without even realizing it.
For how long? I hadn’t a clue.
Had this most subtle rumination actually been the engine responsible for drawing out my suffering? Would I have spotted the rumination sooner if I hadn’t neglected my meditation practice for these past few days? (Meditation, along with exercise, prayer, and other diversions, is known to help interrupt it. As are an almost infinite range of activities that move the brain in another direction. The point is to interrupt oneself.)
But, again, here is another agreement. For me, the allure of rumination is a very physical one. When I’m engaged deeply in it I feel like I’m solving a problem. I can actually sense my body grinding on the subject like a sack full of gears, like a mill breaking down grain, or like a cow digesting across all those small biological furnaces, the stomachs (the true ruminant, the cow, root of the word and experience of rumination). Though I know better, rumination dupes my reasoning mind again and again as if it were a part of the solution.
Nothing for it but to recognize the ruse, pick up the pieces, and reengage with healthier thinking once more. Every moment, a new opportunity.
What about you?
Are you able to recognize how depression uses your mind to sustain itself? Are there consistent storylines or is the narrative an ever-changing one? What do you ruminate over? Do 1-4 above identify any of the reasons behind it?
Better yet: What do you use to interrupt and change the direction of the brain’s activity?
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