I like the Doctor because he’s full of life.
He’s full of energy. Vitality. He’s a problem solver. He pokes and prods. He asks uncomfortable questions, mucks about where he’s not wanted. He never gives up.
With depression, life is the one thing you don’t have. Depression is all about giving up.
Depression means you don’t care. You can’t care. You don’t have the energy to care.
The Doctor cares. He has opinions. He changes things. Usually for the better, sometimes for the worse, but he’s always at the center of the action.
In an episode I saw recently, a girl asks, “What do monsters have nightmares about?”
“ME!” is the Doctor’s response, proud, confident, boundlessly enthusiastic. The kind of person you want to be around. The kind of person you want to be.
You feel better just being around him.
If you’re an artist of any kind – painter, musician, writer, TV show creator – and you’ve wondered if your art really matters, the answer is yes.
Art always matters. This is why.