The important thing about the experience of depression is that the feeling of terrible pain and sickness is physical. For the last couple of months it has been unbearable for me. And yet I have born it. The mirtazapine seems to dull the pain somewhat but brings uncomfortable feelings of its own. Sometimes I wonder whether this anaesthetic quality is slowing down my recovery.
Last night we went to a classical concert. Sitting there, unable to move, listening to Sibelius was excrutiating at times but I did feel better afterwards. Distraction is such a normal reaction to depression but it might prolong it somehow.
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