So, I hear you may be looking at tips for curing Depression. If not, stick around anyway and make a friend. Most of us like chocolate.
Which leads us right into our first tip: Connect with a human.
I don’t know about the rest of the crowd, but the last thing I want to do when I’m down in my cozy pit is seek out other people. They are often the reason I crawled into my closet in the first place. They should seek me out, preferably with a bribe.
Unfortunately, people are rather self-centered. Usually, a person is most concerned with his own thoughts and feelings because that is who he is literally inside of. So, your dummy friends and family need at least a little tiny clue that you could use a helping hand. And a bribe.
Another failing of mine is a tendency to look at the great big huge picture of a problem and find (somehow) that I cannot even take one step toward progress. This is even worse when I am inside my depressive mind, trapped in a swirling vortex of apathy and negative self-talk.
What do we do? I will beat this tip over your head about 11 times: Start with small.
I happen to know that you can still get cell phone reception inside your mind/mud pit/closet/bathroom. The way to start small is by:
- Texting a friend
- Reading and commenting on friendly mental illness blog posts. Most of us are nice here, and know what you go through.
- Talking to your friend, partner, spouse, or roommate from behind the door.
I am also a big fan of pets as comforters. Go ahead and hide from the world for some recharge time, but bring your cat or dog or chinchilla with you. You can pet them all Dr. Evil style, tell them everything that sucks about humans, then connect with a person.
As amazing as animal companions are, however, you will gain the most benefit from other humans.
Yes, I know that is a scary idea. I spent nearly my entire session arguing with my paid friend about NOT TRUSTING ANYONE because people hurt you. However, I also know that I need a few good people.
Connections with peers was found to be the #1 determinant of happiness by some dude at Pennsylvania University, even more so than sugary dessert consumption. Knowing that, give it a chance. Start small, and you’ll eventually have some peeps you can send anything from concerns to dirty jokes to.
It’s worth it. You’re worth it. I know.
*Chelsea Owens is not a licensed anything, except a Class D driver in her home state, and shares all information and advice from personal experience and research.