Winston Churchill once famously referred to his â€œlittle black dogâ€ of depression. He imagined depression was just like a dog – loyal and steadfastly by his side through life. The imagery stuck and continues to be the mascot in popular culture for depression.
But what if depression could be imagined in another form? How would depression look to you? Would it be a he, she or gender neutral? Would it be animal, vegetable, mineral? Or would it be intangible, like an image or moment in time?