Hey bloggers, readers,
First, let me say that I understand none of this is easy. Depression isn’t just sadness, it’s an overwhelming feeling of dread and doom that weighs on you. It’s a shadow over your world that sucks light from everything you love, and the life from you.
In this post, I want to share my top 4 personal tips for living with depression. These are things I’ve used through the majority of my life, and that I still use today. Hopefully you can connect with them. Hopefully you can incorporate them in your own life, and they help you as much as they’ve helped me.
Let’s get started 🙂
- Take it one step at a time:
Everyone’s heard this, I know. But, as basic as it is, it’s a tip that everyone should always be reminded of. By taking it one step at a time, you’re not just trying to “Make it through the day.” Instead, break it down: Get out of bed, make your bed, get ready…
Try making to-do lists, even if it’s full of simple things like getting the mail or taking out the trash. Being able to mark these things off of your list will let you know you are taking steps and you are moving forward. Always. Keep. Moving. Forward.
This is an important one for me personally. I often have feelings inside I may not know how to vent. Or, the opposite–I have nothing inside and I want to feel. In either case, listening to music that reflects what I’m experiencing and going through helps me feel a bit more enlightened. It also helps to get rid of that I’m all alone feeling.BUT… don’t just listen to the music. Feel it. When you’re alone, put in your headphones and let the music take you somewhere. Make sure to hear the words and meaning of the song too. I probably sound like a hippie, but trust me. It’s a whole experience.
You have things inside of you that need to get out. Nothing is good when it’s left inside, bottled up. I mean, think about if you never took out the trash. Or if you have teenagers, think about all those old containers of food piling up under their bed (my brother). *Insert puke emoji*Even if it may not feel like it, there are people out there who care and genuinely want to help. Some of those people are very close to you. For me, when I was living in my car away from anyone I knew and loved, I still had my mom. She may have been on the other side of America, but she still called on the daily to check in and talk with me.
Next to my mom, all through my teenage years I had a therapist. She wasn’t just my therapist, though. We actually had a very positive relationship and I was happy calling her a friend. She helped me through a lot. Even still today, I find myself going back to some of the advice she gave me years ago.
But I understand not everyone has somebody, and not everyone wants a therapist. My suggestion? Art. You don’t always need to actually talk with people to vent (though I’d recommend it). Sometimes, expression through writing, drawing, painting, acting, dancing is enough. Try it. That way you have a new hobby too. I’d recommend blogging 😉
I have a dream. I think it’s safe to say we all have dreams. We have places we want to go in life, and even though we may know how to get there, with depression it can be hard. When simple tasks like getting changed seem to rob you of all your energy, how are you supposed to take massive steps to change your whole life? Now, I can go on forever about motivation, inspiration, etc. But for me, the one thing I find to be a light in the tunnel is hope. Hope is essentially the fuel I fill my tank with to keep me going.In all aspects of my life, there is hope.
I wake up and I hope to have a good day. I submit a story and I hope for an acceptance. I try and I hope to achieve. It’s hope for a better tomorrow, a better future, a better life. It’s hope that I won’t always feel this way.
I imagine trying and one day achieving my dreams and finding a place in the world where I can fit and finally be happy. But if I let my depression get the best of me, it’ll just stand on top of me and weigh me down, and I will never even stand a chance of finding that life I’m searching for.
Hope is an ember. If you take care of it, feed it, nurture it, maybe one day it grows into a flame. One flame, the size of the lit wick of a candle, is all that’s needed to set the world alight. But one drop of water, one gust of wind is all that’s needed to kill your flame. Don’t let your depression snuff out your ember.
Even if you having nothing else. Even if you’re homeless, living in your car in a place where you have no friends, no family, no reason in your eyes to wake up… You can still always have hope. It’s all you need.
If you’re dealing with depression, don’t at all be afraid to reach out. Go to my contacts page and write to me. I’ll reply. If someone you know is dealing with depression, then throw them a line. Give them hope.
Thanks for reading 🙂
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