Notes on the Depression Virus
curses, energetic medicine & why I've been away so long
“Silence is so accurate.”
― Mark Rothko
I’m sorry for taking so long to write. I’ve been down with what my doctor calls the “depression virus.”
I didn’t know I was at risk for the depression virus or that it was even a thing before my doctor — let’s call him Dr A — delivered this news. Honestly, I still don’t know what kind of medicine Dr A practices. Whenever I ask him, he smiles and says something about energetics and being related to chiropractic medicine.
Doctor A asks me to hold out my hand. This is what he does: He asks me to hold out one hand while I squeeze the other, as he sets a collection of glass vials against my stomach. We go for a few rounds, with him switching out the vials after each squeeze, mumbling something under his breath.
He discovers my virus during our second session. He’s checking the progress of my heavy metal detox. The metal’s still there, but I’m doing better, thank you.
“Hold out your hand,” he instr…
