Darkness Visible - A Memoir of Madness
by William Styron
William Styron's "Darkness Visible: A Memoir of Madness" is a slim
volume (84 pages) recounting in first person, his deeply personal
struggle with crippling depression, the events leading up to his
battle with the illness, and many of the terrors surrounding that
time.
In language befitting the Pulitzer Prize winning novelist, Styron
articulates the hell of depression with stark beauty, comparing
many facets of his bleak existence with the optimistic happenings
of everyday life going on all around him, and his desperation at
being unable to enjoy even the simplest things.
After seeing Styron interviewed on a talk-show, and hearing him
say, long after publication of this book, that it had garnered more
attention than any of his other novels, Sophie's Choice and the
Confessions of Nat Turner included, combined - he went on to say,
as flattering as it was, it puzzled him somewhat and he was growing
a little tired of, "...hearing about that damned depression
book..."
He said it jokingly, but it made one wonder, all the same; at least
it made me wonder.
I was one of the readers who loved that book and loved him for
writing it. In fact, coincidentally, at the time I saw Styron being
interviewed; I was attempting to write a short note to him,
thanking him for writing "Darkness Visible" and also, trying to
tell him why it was such an important book and what it meant to me.
In the end, I decided to forget about the interview and proffer my
gratitude to Styron anyhow. I did tell him that I hoped he didn't
mind receiving one more plaudit for his "depression book" trusting
that his famous sense of humour was intact.
Why did I feel such a need to write to this author?
Styron's "Darkness Visible", in addition to recounting in vivid
detail the darkness of depression and the depths of despair, talks
at length about his reluctance to be hospitalized, and about
staying too long on the wrong medication.
In my own sorry state, I remained straddling the abyss far too
long, avoiding hospitalization with an irrational fear that
bordered on paranoia.
After reading "Darkness Visible", a book written about a situation
very similar to my own, and penned by an author I greatly
respected, it was as if I had received tacit permission to enter
the hospital.
Styron does not sugar-coat hospitalization, far from it, but he
does present it as a viable option. For someone like me, that was
all it took. I thought he should know how helpful his little book
had been.
Some months later, I received this in the mail:
"Dear Ms.I
I was very touched by your eloquent letter. I'm so glad my
experience - especially the part concerning the hospital - could
have been valuable to you. Your words make me glad I wrote the book
and I'm grateful for your thoughtfulness.
Sincerely,
William Styron."
By the time I received his note, I was on my way out of my own
depression. Had I not been, I'm sure reading William Styron's very
kind words would have helped immeasurably.
As it is, I treasure them still and have the note pasted in the
front of my copy of "Darkness Visible", a tiny tome about
depression and the darkest stages of the human condition.
More importantly, in the end, the book is about living through
depression, and how almost everyone does, something it is hard
remember when one is in the throes of the illness.
For that alone, the book is worth reading and re-reading.
(this review has appeared online at Helium.com and on the reviewers
personal blog', "S.E.Ingraham Says")