My own film therapy part 1

Someone asked me my opinion about the movie musical Into The Woods recently and I disappointed them by saying I haven’t seen it. This is a common theme for movies that were released between 2012-2015.  I now lovingly refer to this time as my “dark ages.” Which is also the time that I was in a severe depression. I want to be very clear with you, when I say, “severe,” I mean, severe to me. To someone else, my particular depression may seem mild.

This was a time that I didn’t see movies and I didn’t want to talk about film anymore. I felt maybe I was evolving and needing to focus on my children, but the truth was, I was barely functioning as a human being.

Depression can creep up on you at any time and for any reason. There doesn’t need to be an event that occurs to put  you in a state of depression, but I found that moving, quitting my job because I was moving, and giving birth to my second child was too much transition all at once. Shortly after my son was born, my original website (Hit or Miss Movies) lapsed – we were unaware that this had happened because it was linked to an old email account.  Once the website was finished and taken over, I felt like my entire identity was gone. This was when I started to “hibernate” and question wether or not movies gave me joy anymore. For a time, the answer to that question was no – the only movies I would watch were films that were for my children or movies that brought me comfort from my childhood (so I could revert back to a happier time). I hardly saw anything new and when I did, I wasn’t as invested in it as I previously would be with movies.

While this was a very difficult time in my life, and while this is a very condensed blog post (that I am sure I will revisit in time), I want to let you know that I was able to come out of that depression and I was able to find joy in film again – and with even more gusto.

It is hard to conclude a post that I could write a dissertation on. It is hard to conclude an important post that maybe no one will see or read – but I just want you to know, that if you are where I was, there is hope, and there is a light at the end of the tunnel. I was there, and now I am somewhere else. I am thankful to now be able to call those “dark ages” a memory.

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