Messing with depression

Mar 30 2011 7:02 PM

Depression isn’t quite just a choice; circumstances and events color it, no doubt about that. But there is an element of will to what you feel like day to day. You can actually decide to be thankful and happy because of that. It’s not a magic cure, but it might beat straight depression.

A recent answer on Ask MetaFilter reminded me.

If you’re doing better, then you’re good. The world evolves and so should your happiness. Whatnotever is right in saying that you will never “arrive” at some type of eternal happiness. That being said, happiness can be a lifestyle. It is the spiritual quest. To wake up in the morning and say “Today is going to be a good day!”

That sounds like a self help book I know, but guiding your meditations (meaning thoughts) to take control of your life is the point, right? Don’t see bad times as “regressing.” That’s self condemnation. If you’re going to decide that there is something wrong with you, seek professional help. If you don’t find it serious enough to seek professional help, then you’re not regressing, its just a bad week. And bad times don’t have to last for a certain length. Don’t decide to early “It’s a bad day.” or “It’s a bad week.” when it could just be a bad morning or day.

Moods are often guided by expectation. Expect to be happy. When you see you’re not happy, take control of it. If its beyond your control, know you will be happy again. You are already doing better and taking steps towards gaining control means that you have the opportunity to be even happier than the average individual. Good luck.

-justflux

I’ve been messing with depression again. I get down about my failures, about things that are happening to people close to me, about the meaning, repetition, and rhythym of life. Strange as it sounds, it gives me a high. It’s an easy way to access strong emotions—just get blue, put on some hopeless music, and funk.

I imagine that’s not very healthy, though, and the reason I do it is because that’s what I’m used to doing. The needle’s worn the grooves too deep. I’m also afraid that if I don’t feel down I’m not paying attention to issues. Maybe I just need to concentrate.

Don’t get me wrong, though. There are things that should make you sad. Lots of stuff. Don’t feel bad about feeling bad. That’s meta depressing.