{"id":22072,"date":"2024-09-17T00:00:41","date_gmt":"2024-09-17T06:00:41","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.unk.com\/blog\/?p=22072"},"modified":"2025-11-30T10:48:09","modified_gmt":"2025-11-30T16:48:09","slug":"how-to-get-over-a-fear-of-depression-relapse","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.unk.com\/blog\/how-to-get-over-a-fear-of-depression-relapse\/","title":{"rendered":"How to Help Your Clients Get Over a Fear of Depression Relapse"},"content":{"rendered":"

“Depression is being colourblind and constantly told how colourful the world is<\/em>.”<\/p>\n

– Atticus, anonymous poet<\/p>\n

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Valerie was happier than she could remember being in a long, long time. The depression had gone. Yet here she was calling me again only three weeks after our (supposedly!) final session.<\/p>\n

“Mark, can I see you again please?”<\/p>\n

The following Monday there she sat facing me. She looked infinitely happier than when I’d first met her… and yet. Like a distant and portentous cloud on an otherwise fine day, something was clearly bothering her.<\/p>\n

“Mark, it was so bad before. I’m terrified that…” she trailed off.<\/p>\n

I widened my eyes a little, inviting her to speak in her own time.<\/p>\n

“I’m scared I’ll get like I was before, like it might come back, even though I’m not depressed at all right now.”<\/p>\n

I had guessed it might be fear of the depression<\/a> returning that had caused her<\/em> to return to my door. Fear of depression relapse is an issue we don’t often seem to discuss, but it’s definitely a thing.<\/p>\n

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