Geez, no wonder the Zoloft isn’t doing the trick. Philosophy professor and boxing aficionado Gordon Marion writing in the New York Times on Soren Kierkegaard and the birth of the blues…whoops…sorry…on our being born into the blues:
Though it will make the Bill Mahers of the world wince, despair according to Kierkegaard is a lack of awareness of being a self or spirit. A Freud with religious categories up his sleeves, the lyrical philosopher emphasized that the self is a slice of eternity. While depression involves heavy burdensome feelings, despair is not correlated with any particular set of emotions but is instead marked by a desire to get rid of the self, or put another way, by an unwillingness to become who you fundamentally are. This unwillingness often takes the form of flat out wanting to be someone else.
Time for me to make another stab at reading Kierkegaard or should I just ask the doctor to increase the dosage? What if the someone else I want to be is my doctor? Then I could write the scrip for myself and treat my depression and my despair at the same time.
Read the rest of Marino’s post at what the Times calls their Happy Days Blog.