This reminds of how a person's diet is a by product of the microorganisms the feed upon what we eat. Did you know that people tend to spiral in some bad diets because their bodies get used to what they eat? Eat too much sweets, your body becomes to crave it. The same is true for fatty, salty, sour and any other flavor of food. The bacteria in the digestive tract keep sending signals to the brain and make you want more food that is not actually good and in some way you loss agency upon what you eat because your body is reacting in a way.
I see this whole deal with depression works in a similar fashion. Things get out of control and as we don't like to face our own problems, we tend to let is escalate out of control. Ergo, we dive into the pool of depression (it is oversimplified, but you get the point).
And just as changing one's eat habits is hard, so is getting out of depression. The body and the mind tend to get fixed on it. Stopping these cycles can be a real pain and walk through failure if not taken seriously or looking for help when you need it.
I'm not taking into consideration medical conditions because those operate in their own realms under their particular rules.
Yeah, it becomes an addiction, the body goes into withdrawals. It is especially true for sugary foods.
I think as the body starts to crave the feelings, people can't even imagine themselves to be without them - it becomes part of their identity.
Yes, this is a different thing.
In my experience, going down into depression feels a lot like drowning -thing I also have experience with. But trying to get to feel often doesn't work. It's like that numbness of the the body when air is almost gone.
I drowned and was resuscitated on my 8th birthday. After the initial panic, I accepted my fate and I don't think I have ever felt that kind of serenity since.
I have had 2 experiences with that. During the first one, I wasn't feeling anything actually. Everything was calm. I remember watching stuff going on from the bottom of the pool. Until someone dived in and took me out. It feels weird. I mean yes it is a serene thing. The second time, I was nearly drowned by my brother and cousin at the beach. We were playing with a ball and someone threw it past me. They pushed me into the water and they were pinning me down. At first, I thought they had realized I was there, but then I started to get desperate and struggle to get out. It was just moments before I ran out of air that I somehow managed to pull myself out and hit both of them in the face with my elbows.