Rebecca Sugar

There is a lot of advice out there of what to do when you’re depressed. A lot of it is very good advice. Go on a run! Eat healthy food! Take a shower! Clean your room! If you can do that, congratulations on making the steps towards building your best life. But I don’t have “just force yourself to go for a run!” depression. I have lie in bed, fetal position, don’t respond to text messages, unwashed sheets and unwashed hair, avoid the cashier’s glance at CVS while you check out with another pint of ice cream and pillowcase-sized bag bite-sized Twizzlers, refresh Twitter every four seconds while your eyes glaze over and the boredom is eating your brain and your brain is fantasizing escapes from your body depression. I cannot just force myself to go for a run. And so I watch Steven Universe.