Depression Blog

Just when I start to think there is little point to this life I find a truly amazing woman has managed to accept life for what it really is; A test of faith.

No matter what you do in your life make it worth living, for a life not worth living is a life wasted.

Life is an opportunity, benefit from it

Life is beauty, admire it

Life is bliss, taste it

Life is a dream, realize it

Life is a challenge, meet it

Life is a duty, complete it

Life is a game, play it

Life is a promise, fulfill it

Life is sorrow, overcome it

Life is a song, sing it

Life is a struggle, accept it

Life is a tragedy, confront it

Life is an adventure, dare it

Life is luck, make it

Life is too precious, do not destroy it

Life is life, fight for it

- Mother Theresa

We all at some point or another will of thought; what is the point.

Maybe there is a question we don’t ask which is far more significant to our lives?

Today I woke to the birds singing in my back yard, something so simple yet we all take this for granted.

I don’t pretend to always love my life but in turn I don’t waste it either.

Some days are better than others and some seem to go on for days, I have the life I have been given and for that I am not always thankful.

Many forget to embrace their pleasures due to their burden of greater disappointment.

We tend to forget that happiness doesn’t come as a result of getting something we don’t have, but rather of recognizing and appreciating what we do have.

- Frederick Keonig

When reading this book you will instantly notice that it feels like it has been written by a friend.

Through out this book you will notice the personal feel and genuine caring elements which give you that feeling of trust.

I felt almost instantly when reading this book that I was relating to both the book and the authors.

With the 14 day plan you are guided through every stage of recovery with a full explanation of each feeling and emotion you may encounter along the journey.

Once you have delved in to the human psyche any reader would ultimately benefit from a heightened understanding and tolerance of other peoples emotions too.

Both Alexandra Massey and Marjorie Wallace have managed to touch the heart’s of both men and women with the embracing and loving feel this book carries throughout.

Whilst touching on their profound understanding of depression and how destructive it can be there is a valuable piece of this book I will take with me everywhere, when reflecting on my behaviour I will ask myself which “head” am I wearing now the adult or the child?

Beat Depression And Reclaim Your Life is a book that in my view should be on every book shelf in every house.

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Stated below are the 4 steps I use daily to help combat my anxiety and panic; One of the most important tips I could give anyone with this is perseverance and determination.

1. Don’t be afraid of saying no - Do only what you want to do and not what is expected of you or wanted by others.

2. Stop fearing what may happen - Don’t let the thought of what could happen rule your day and take over.

3. Don’t feed your negative thoughts - Stop allowing yourself to build scenario’s in your head about everything negative that springs to mind.

4. Recite positive affirmations - Tell yourself how great you are and recite all the positive things about you.

Please don’t think this is a quick fix however if you discipline yourself and follow these steps daily you will find you ultimately gain control of your anxiety therefore combating your panic attacks.

I have been going through a particularly bad time recently; I have been suffering quite badly with my depression and anxiety.

Yesterday night I phoned my local mental health team, who advised they don’t work weekends. They gave me the number for the Samaritans because I needed to talk to someone.

After sitting alone in the darkness of my lounge for a while, I decided to give them a call.

I spoke to a woman called Jennifer who was very nice and listened intently to all of my woes. She frequently asked me if I could continue every time I burst into floods of tears.

Maybe I was searching for an answer or some guidance. I felt so lost and overwhelmed with despair.

Whilst listening to me she did help me to realize that somethings are out of our control and sometimes life is unfair.

These things I already knew, but in the darkness I had some how lost my way and forgotten everything I had come to understand about depression and anxiety.

I needed someone yesterday and she was there for me. I don’t know how many other people could truly say they were there for someone today?

Sometimes the most remarkable people who really do make a difference to us have no idea of the importance of their role, or how they will be remembered by those who were in need.

When I need support I do have some people I can talk to. Despite this I saw a councilor today; she was nice but I’m not sure emptying my heart to a stranger is something I can do easily.

I miss certain people in my life and that is something I am supposed to be able to deal with, or at least I’m hoping time will give me that.

Although I never want to forget these people, I am afraid if I am able to deal with losing them it could lead to me forgetting them. The way they smelt, there touch and much more.

I just don’t want to explain all this face to face; particuarly with someone who doesn’t care about me and my problems.

As I sat there she was very quiet and I felt like I didn’t know where to start or even what to say. I resented her questions and was quite reluctant to respond.

I felt like I was trapped and backed into a corner, yet it was a discussion I had longed to have. I just wished it was with someone I knew would understand; someone who is not a stranger to me.

Will I ever move on without being able to open up?

We all need to worry less about other people and more about ourselves. If we can stop worrying about letting people down or making them feel bad through our own negativity, our lives would be easier.

It is hard to not think something is wrong or even expect the worse scenario. Just be kind to yourself and let it ride.

If you choose not to do this then it is inevitable that what you fear will happen. Sometimes the most destructive things to us are those we create.

My family are not religious at all, yet they preach to me about doing the right thing and being a good person. Because of this I have always been firmly grounded and thought seeing is believing.

When ever I have been in a church or any other religious place I have always felt a certain belonging; a unique inner peace.

Faith is not necessarily a bad thing. We all need to believe in something in order to see the bigger picture. Maybe I am religious without even knowing it, or perhaps just open to opinion.

In many different religions faith is what drives those who are devoted. It brings them a sense of belonging and enlightenment.

I often wonder what it would be like to feel enlightened - would this cure our inner pain?

No matter what I do I can’t seem to shake the thought that I am damaged goods, so no wonder I feel very low. I find myself asking why is he with me?

It’s different with your family; you know they are always going to be there for you.

But when I feel at my lowest about myself I sometimes wonder why he hangs around. I often feel like a burden to him. It is hard for me to even try to relate to how he may be feeling because I’m in such a mess within my pit of depression.

When I’m not feeling so bad, I do try to understand how my depression affects him because I know it does. I know it can’t be easy for him trying to understand how or why I feel the way I do.

Honestly, I would do anything to have a more normal life; a life with normal worries and problems. I hate that my depression and mood swings do rub off on him, but I can’t just snap out of it when I know he is coming to see me.

I wish I could shelter him from all of this; I suppose if I did then I would never know if he truly loved me for the person I am.