Sometimes it’s the little thing.
Depression sucks. No, really. It sucks you down into this hole, this pit, a deep deep well. It’s dark, you lose hope, you just want to sleep. This pit and I, we go way back. I’ve been visiting for over a decade. I really don’t like it there though, no, but it seems that every now & then I still take a bit of a visit ‘to the dark side’. Not the fun Star Wars dark side. The dark-dark side.
I don’t know if it’s because i’m learning to deal with my emotions more, or if I’m just not feeling as much, but I don’t get depressed as often as I used to. The only thing is now, that when I do, it hits harder, and it’s more of a struggle to pick myself up and climb out of the pit. I just want to wallow in bed, it’s too hard, i’m too tired, i’m sick of going through this.
But I do. I always do. Some times I come out a little worse for wear. Sometimes I come back even stronger. It’s times like this, when I’m in that pit, that I always try to focus on the little things. Sure, I’m back living at homes with my parents, but you know what, I love them, they are supportive, encouraging and understanding. Plus, it means I can get a hug whenever I want it. Even in all this darkness, I still manage to find little particles of light.
- My family.
- My Psych.
- Brightly coloured/ pretty patterned nail polish.
- Mail! (Mail, it never fails, it makes me want to wag my tail….)
- Beautiful Sunsets.
- Long relaxing baths.
- Giving your belly a face. (Totally random, but it amused me!)
- Emails. Especially from blog readers who take the time to let me know that my blog matters.
- Reading in the sun.
What little things help you through the hard days?