Please note, this is a tongue in cheek post about me and my depression. It’s not my aim to offend or upset anyone with this post, if I have then I’m sorry.
It struck me the other morning that having depression is a lot like being Batman, well for me it is at least.
Right now I’m feeling great, but when I’m down in the depths of depression I share a lot of characteristics with the dude in the bat mask.
An obvious example is that we’re both withdrawn loners. I stay indoors and avoid friends because the thought of heading out is too much work and I’m convinced I look ugly and no-one would want to see me anyway.
Bruce Wayne spends time alone due to a traumatic childhood and feeling unable to trust people, but the outcome is the same.
Bruce has his Bat Cave to hide away and brood in, me, I have a house to hide in, either way, we both have a fortress of solitude to retreat to when the world gets too much.
Batman talks in a low, gravelly voice, only when necessary, no snappy wise cracks from the man bat. When I’m properly depressed I’m not up for long conversations or lighthearted banter.
We both wear black. I think we both have some latent body image issues and prefer to stay in the shadows, hiding ourselves and trying to avoid being spotted.
I have Jonny to look after me and make sure I’m coping day to day when I’m at my worst, and Bruce Wayne has Alfred the butler to fuss over him.
I’ve saved the most obvious similarity for last, we neither of us have any super powers!!
Now I’m not saying I am Batman, but we’ve never been seen in the same room at the same time, that’s all I’m saying!
What do you think? Can you think of any other similarities between having depression and being Bruce Wayne?!