A Room of One's Own Journal Revision

New York City Connection

Although a train can be compared to a “normal” person’s brain, a better example is that a crowded New York City subway is equivalent to a depressed individual’s mind. The outside of the subway is slick, clean and silver and looks uniform throughout, but the inside is full of sweaty sticky, angry and discombobulated beings. Depression has the same affect on the brain, the outside is composed, but the inside is swirled with negativity and confusion and all the thoughts are different. Just as people clash on the train, there can be conflict with the thoughts and they cannot flow. Every human comes from different backgrounds therefore they act as an individual and not alike one another. Thoughts are the same because sometimes they can be opposite to one another and they’re all different but in a small, enclosed space together. The subway is completely flooded with bodies one after another as far as the eye can see. When you look down from one end of the train you cannot see the end because there are just bodies. A depressed mind is flooded too with swirling negativity. You try to look for an end to the sea of depression but when you search, you just see more sadness. All the thoughts are different and they can range from very minor to more than extreme, just like people. In a train there can be minor tempered individuals that are just on the train to get to work, while the others can be having a bad day and they’re angry at everything. All these people are close together and they cannot move anywhere even if they needed too. The train is infinitely full of angry people, shifting and moving, pushing one another and even yelling at each other. The brain can be the same because your thoughts are always changing and making connections even if its all negative. The thoughts are all clustered together and they can either go harmoniously or clash with one another.

If one were to look into a train from the outside, they would just see the organized and uniform shell of the train. The train is actually a casing to a disorganized hell that is full of sadness and confusion. An individual with depression looks normal on the outside because they try to protect the negative thoughts on the inside from coming out. Little do outside viewers know, the inside of their minds are so full of darkness and sadness that nothing else can be seen. No matter how content they may look on the inside, the thoughts are always there and they are always discombobulating and overwhelming.