{"id":432,"date":"2006-01-30T07:49:00","date_gmt":"2006-01-30T14:49:00","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.tengrrl.com\/blog\/?p=432"},"modified":"2006-01-30T07:49:00","modified_gmt":"2006-01-30T14:49:00","slug":"depression-nprs-the-hardest-work-you-will-ever-do","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.tengrrl.com\/blog\/2006\/01\/30\/depression-nprs-the-hardest-work-you-will-ever-do\/","title":{"rendered":"Depression: NPR&#8217;s &quot;The Hardest Work You Will Ever Do&quot;"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Heard &#8220;<a href=\"http:\/\/www.npr.org\/templates\/story\/story.php?storyId=5175634\">The Hardest Work You Will Ever Do<\/a>&#8221; this morning while getting ready for work. It&#8217;s one of the <a href=\"http:\/\/www.npr.org\/templates\/story\/story.php?storyId=4538138\"><i>This I Believe<\/i> essays on NPR<\/a>. It has some really good description of what depression feels like. The part where she talks about how it felt to have other people doing things, that&#8217;s how i feel. Course I have no one doing things for me. But anyway, I think that&#8217;s the best description. I know that I do hide a lot, even when I ask or pay people to do things for me. It feels wrong, and I feel stupid and foolish for not being able to do better. I don&#8217;t have problems like the author of this essay; but it really is a close description. So close, that I really don&#8217;t want to listen to it again, but I want to keep the URL handy.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Heard &#8220;The Hardest Work You Will Ever Do&#8221; this morning while getting ready for work. It&#8217;s one of the This I Believe essays on NPR. It has some really good description of what depression feels like. The part where she&hellip;<\/p>\n<p class=\"more-link-p\"><a class=\"more-link\" href=\"https:\/\/www.tengrrl.com\/blog\/2006\/01\/30\/depression-nprs-the-hardest-work-you-will-ever-do\/\">Read more &rarr;<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_jetpack_newsletter_access":"","_jetpack_dont_email_post_to_subs":false,"_jetpack_newsletter_tier_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paywalled_content":false,"_jetpack_feature_clip_id":0,"_jetpack_memberships_contains_paid_content":false,"footnotes":"","jetpack_publicize_message":"","jetpack_publicize_feature_enabled":true,"jetpack_social_post_already_shared":false,"jetpack_social_options":{"image_generator_settings":{"template":"highway","default_image_id":0,"font":"","enabled":false},"version":2},"jetpack_post_was_ever_published":false},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-432","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-personal-journal"],"jetpack_publicize_connections":[],"jetpack_shortlink":"https:\/\/wp.me\/pqzI8-6Y","jetpack_sharing_enabled":true,"jetpack_featured_media_url":"","_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.tengrrl.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/432","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.tengrrl.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.tengrrl.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.tengrrl.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.tengrrl.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=432"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.tengrrl.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/432\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.tengrrl.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=432"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.tengrrl.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=432"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.tengrrl.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=432"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}