bad days

I've had too many bad days in a row. I have some kind of faith that this will pass and eventually I'll want to do things again, and that when that happens I'll care whether I spent the entire month of November curled up in a ball in my room. But it's hard to remember that. How do you get through this?

One day at a time. Sometimes, 1 hour at a time.

I'm sorry your having a difficult time. Be gentle with yourself.

Hugs,

Jen

you will do things again, you jus gotta have a little faith a bit of patience and you will seee the beauty again.

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I don't know. I really wish I did. SOme of the things that help me some of the time are:

People who will let me let off steam to them. Especially those who will let me cry and not make me feel I should stop.
People who say that they can see why I feel that way.
Treating myself to little luxuries - like a really bubbly bath - as if I did deserve it, even when I know I don't.
Books that I can read and lose myself in.
Sad music
Loud music
Angry music
Mindless television
Housework (if I feel miserable already I might as well do something I don't enjoy!)
Makings omething - anything which allows me to be creative. I do quilting and that sometimes provides me with a sense of self worth.
Writing - emails, journal entries, bad poetry.
Swimming (nobody can ask me anything while I am swimming and the rhythmic nature of it helps.)
The gym (like housework, but also it uses up some energy and sometimes even helps me to sleep.)
As a last resort - medication such as valium or sleeping tablets to ensure I can get one decent night's sleep.
Understanding. It's lousy being depressed. It can't be appreciated by other people how lousy it is unless they have been there themselves. Getting through the next minute - hour - day - week is a major achievement, and don't let anyone try to tell you otherwise.
Hope something in here might help.
Caroline

I have always wondered what was it with the phenomena of talking and sharring with others, that helped people deal with or even recover form there depression. I have come to teh cpnclusion that its understanding.

Encouraging words mean nothing if they do not carry understanding and meaning behind them. If there is no understanding, then it comes as an empty prayer.

I think thats why depression is so isolating...its terribly hard to find someone who can truly understand the plight for an individual.

Just thought I would throw my two cents

Thanks for replying, everyone. I don't know whether I'm doing this right...is it okay to post one response to everyone, or am I going to make people feel like I don't appreciate what they have to say? I appreciate all of you, A LOT, but I don't like posting a bunch of messages at once.

Today was better than yesterday. I don't know where I'll be tomorrow, but I'll gladly take today.

I should try cleaning my room when I get depressed, since it never happens anyway. haha.

Caroline and Valis, I agree, understanding is a big deal. I have a tendency to keep things to myself even when everything is great, so there's a problem on both sides. I don't know how to talk about it and I doubt that they know how to listen to it.

*hugs everyone*

quality,

you can post to individuals or post one reply to everyone... however you feel is the most appropriate and that you are most comfortable with.

Hope you feel even better tomorrow.

I have to focus on the good things - that I have two cool kids, a good job, a roof over my head, food in the fridge, and two cats who look at me weird when I scream or cry into a pillow but still come and snuggle with me.

That, and getting on the proper medication and finally, FINALLY seeing a therapist.

Any time I start in with the catastrophic thinking, things just spiral down and down and down until I'm pretty much unable to do anything. Then I give myself a virtual thunk on the head and remind myself that no one can fix me if I don't put a little effort into it myself. A little effort eventually leads to a lot of effort and then you're feeling better again.

Getting help when you're not in a depressive episode really seems to be the key. At least for me.