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A couple years ago, mom talked me into drawing a self-portrait every day to track my mood. These are some of my ‘favorites.’
There's some good in this world… and it's worth fighting for.
A couple years ago, mom talked me into drawing a self-portrait every day to track my mood. These are some of my ‘favorites.’
Mary was fed up with Bob and didn’t quite know how to deal with it.
It had been for some time now that she had realized she wasn’t happy. Her feelings had changed. She used to be content with him. But then, time had passed, and he just wasn’t the same man from before. He seemed somehow less than he had been, just a dim reflection of the man she had first met. She was disappointed. In him, and in herself. Now she just felt empty, even slightly ill around him. Something was missing.
Mary shook her head slowly as she gazed down at Bob as he reclined in the usual chair. He seemed so peaceful. And why not? He didn’t know how hollow and alone she felt. “Had it all been for nothing?” she wondered. She caressed his face tenderly and tucked a lonely, graying hair behind his ear. If only he would open his eyes, then maybe, just maybe things could change. They could change together. Work things out, give it another go. She could be less demanding, couldn’t she? Take less of him? He could make her feel that way again, couldn’t he? That special way she had only ever felt with him, and only at the beginning- completely full of abundance and love? He had been the missing part of her, once. But maybe no one person could ever be enough.
She took her hand away and pondered her situation. Maybe it was too late. The magic was gone, but why? Why had his sweetness faded? When had her hunger for him dwindled away into detachment, and then revulsion? Where was that flavor, that zest, that delicious satisfaction? His essence seemed to saturate the air. Once, that had been an invigorating comfort, but now… she didn’t think she could stomach much more. Mary sighed. It was time to move on. There just wasn’t any room left for him in her life. Or in her belly. She was still hungry, but it was time to find someone new to eat.
A combination workbook/planner/goal-setting tool/COLORING BOOK! Makes the difficulties of planning more fun than a chore. I had so much fun making the vision board (pictured above), that I ran out of room and just haaad to make another one (also pictured above).
And if your daily calendar page looks like this, who cares!??
https://www.amazon.com/gp/product/1518605788/ref=oh_aui_detailpage_o01_s00?ie=UTF8&psc=1
OMG I LOVE THIS BOOK SO MUCH. Particularly the fact that there is a helpful chart matrix in the middle where you can locate how you are feeling (i.e. lonely, ugly, nervous, exhausted, whatever) and then trace your finger over to the multiple recommended chapters for helping with that emotion. Each short chapter includes a variety of different suggestions, so you can find one that works for you. Great reference tool! I’ve used this book since high school.
Not specifically about depression/anxiety, but I did find it really helpful. It gave me achievable goals that I could accomplish in stages that resulted in visual, environmental, and mental benefits. After all, cleansing your past, saying goodbye to old, painful memories, and having an aesthetically pleasing living space are all refreshing, invigorating, and crucial to happiness and the healing process. I have a copy if you want to borrow. 🙂
Now my closet is at least half as full, my storage is maximized, and finding/putting away clothes is so easy!
Music can be a great source of comfort and inspiration when you’re feeling down.
“You don’t know how lovely you are
Sweet sweet soul with dark dark eyes
Head to heel beautifully marred
Sweet sweet soul, forgive my surprise
I know you see right through me
But please don’t look away
I’ll comfort you if you’ll cling to me
We’ll cry and we’ll wait for the day
Oh, I wish you could see what I see
My sweet sweet soul
Dark dark eyes
You don’t know how dangerous you are
Sweet sweet soul with small, small hands
I’d tell you the truth, but it’s hard
Sweet sweet soul, you don’t comprehend
But I’ll sing you every known love song
Until you can sleep through the night
I’ll stay by your side if you’ll have me, love
I’ll hold you until you don’t fight
Oh, I wish you could see what I see
My sweet sweet soul
Dark dark eyes”
Why this song’s so cool: Marian Call is a nerdy folk singer/songwriter, and she actually has a whole album just dedicated to the T.V. show FIREFLY, which is awesome! This particular song is usually interpreted to be about River Tam.
Why this song’s helpful: Sometimes you can’t see things clearly when you’re tired or stressed or overwhelmingly sad. Your perception of yourself and the situation become warped. This song can remind you that others may see you differently and have a unique perspective that can be helpful to comfort you and get through your problems. It reminds you that sometimes all you can do is hold on and weather the storm until a new day begins. It also lets you know that your struggles are a part of what makes you who you are, and that can be beautiful and appreciated. Also the music itself is just really soothing and calming.
I will be mad.
I couldn’t sleep all last night, no sleep for me. Which was dumb, but whatever. Fine. Sometimes it happens. I abandoned even trying and actually got some stuff done, which was cool.
At around 10:00 a.m., I was thinking… “I dunno, maybe I’ll spend today primarily dozing.” But first, I was jammin on my planner when I discovered (GASP!) that the online class (the one I’m actually *interested* in) I thought started THIS Wednesday actually started LAST Wednesday. uh oh….I don’t know how to work the website, what the requirements are, or what’s expected … I don’t even have my books yet! So, after a brief panic attack I had to suddenly restructure my whole day. Gone were plans to play games with friends and take leisurely naps and work on all those fun, creative projects… I figured out the website, and got the general idea of what I was going to have to complete by 11:59 TONIGHT, and then took a 2.5 hour nap.
After I woke up, I completed the first part of the first lesson pretty easily – syllabus review, introductions, don’t plagiarize, blah blah blah. But when I posted my first required discussion board post, I saw that the time stamp said 6:56 PM. Uh…. whhuuttt…? It’s like… 3:56 PM. OH CRAP. This school is in Pennsylvania and APPARENTLY we’re adhering to their stupid timezone.
Well, long story short, I finished this weeks lessons and assignments in time.
YOUR ZOMBIE SURVIVAL KIT NEEDS:
Zombies are going to try to eat your brains. Be prepared, have resources you can trust, and always remember the double-tap.
Sometimes when you’re depressed, all you can do is sit there. Moving is just. too. hard. Well, while you’re sitting there, maybe watching something on the telly will distract you somewhat from your misery. It’s worth a try, right?
Here are my recommendations:
Most importantly: Watch movies that you love or used to love. Bring back that lovin’ feeling.
Whatever you watched as a child/young adult is often a good choice, because it can transport you back to a time when you were happier and not as worried.
*A note about sad movie-watching – I recommend mostly happy movies, but an occasional sad movie can be cleansing and helpful in its own way. For example – if you feel guilt or shame about crying about your own problems, it can be a way to channel those tears so they can be expressed and not built up. Try more gentle tear-jerkers like “Titanic” rather than THERE IS NO BRIGHT SPOT ANYWHERE movies like “Schindler’s List.”
I don’t consider myself fancy. Some people may see me as extravagant or expensive. I can appear that way, but more often I reside in nature, ordinary and free. My growth is boundless and I can surprise you anywhere and everywhere, if you let me. Occasionally, I feel weird, unusual, or out of place, but I deeply relish my time spent with those close to me. We radiate courage, we soothe and console and we work together to strengthen one another and expand out horizons. I can lose myself with others, but I am strong when I’m alone. I am natural and abundant and delight in supporting those around me. I can help you be at peace, or I can motivate and inspire you. I bring depth to the world and richness to the trees. I can be deep and comforting or light and carefree. How I choose to present myself depends on your unique perspective. Sometimes I fall into dark moods – the shadows and gloom can overwhelm me into obscurity. But then the light might shine differently and reveal a glimmer of hope and the despair is diminished. The despair is diminished, but I am not. I remain steadfast and brave. I am special, but I am part of something bigger. I don’t tend to be noticed, but I am beautiful in my own way. You would miss me if I was gone. I am emerald green, and I know how to both stand out and blend in, because I am versatile and confident, and I recognize and understand that we all contribute to one another’s individual beauty. When you look for me, I’ll be there. I’ll always be there for you.