Now days I just go with it and ride it out. Just lay there and practice acceptance. I used to fight it and feel I had to do something, be productive. It was hard cause I grew up with parents from the greatest generation and no matter what, they did it, stiff upper lip and all that. I know my mother had bouts of depression but she soldered though and I think it made her life pretty miserable at times.

As for faith. That I know nothing about personally. I’m a pagan. I have spiritual beliefs but no church. I think from what I’ve read it’s common for faith to waver, even clerics waver. Maybe another place where you need to practice acceptance? Really don’t know in this matter.