as i spend time on this site, a lot of my problems come to the surface. i have some good things going for me also. when i have a problem, when i am depressed thats what totally overwhelms my mind and the positive things don't seem to matter
its early morning...i feel restless and can't sleep, but i'm very tired...gotta make some coffee...even that seems like a chore..lots of work to do, but i don't know where to start...thinking about dachau definitely doesn't help...communicating on this site might perk me up a little. i had a good day yesterday. i took 300 pictures and there a a few that are pretty good. i moved a truckload of my daughters belongings, which was an achievement. the downside is i have to face unpacking it and figuring out where it goes etc. as per suggestion i think i will make a precise list of what i should do today. i feel i swim in a confusing sea of despair. lots of work to do...this site helps
This doesn't help me. I know that there are many, many people who have survived horrendous experiences and terrible tragedies. I know that for the most part, I have it pretty good. Then I begin to think that I don't have the right to feel the way I feel. I begin to lose sight of the fact that I have a disease and become overwhelmed by guilt. What right do I have to be depressed? That sort of thing. The guilt just adds to the downward spiral.
I do agree that I need to become more aware of the times when I feel good. Yesterday I got a call from my doctor's office on some recent blood work and it was good news (for a change). I've been working very hard to keep my blood sugar under tight control (I'm diabetic) and to keep my cholesteral down, both of which I have accomplished. I remember that I was surprised to discover that I actually felt proud of myself, that I was happy about something. Those moments are easy to overlook when I'm depressed.
But I think each of us has to do what works for us. I appreciate that you are trying to give alternatives for others to consider.
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years ago i visited dachau concentration camp in East Germany. it remained as it was at liberation, though somewhat sanitized, of course..ocassionally when i get down over my own problems i think about those who suffered and died in dachau. my problems don't seem so serious when i compare myself to thier situation. depression is chemical, its emotional, its something we can't understand very well and its not something we can necessarily think our way out of. However we can perhaps do a few mental exercises that help us through the day. Looking for humour in our daily lives might perhaps be a more agreeable exercise. what do you think?
