Stepping out of a depressive episode
Posted: May 6th, 2013, 2:56 pm
Stepping out of a depressive episode. Was a deep and long one, but I have so many tools that I made it through in pretty good shape. I learned some really depressing things about myself, but in a way I feel more secure knowing that my relationship with reality is on a firmer footing.
[1] It could take all my strength and dedication and discipline just to _lose_. I fell for the lie that succeeding is the only possible goal. But I have a relationship with suicide, so mental places that others are free to visit, I must absolutely avoid, and this take strength and dedication and discipline. And if I couldn't see a path to success, I would give up. Don't do that, Moe! I may have to work my tush off just to live long enough to _lose_. And that is OK.
[2] Politics is a real distracting time-suck for me. I get off on righteous indignation. Stop it, Moe!
[3] Still working through the idea that the things that I _thought_ were my greatest hopes and dreams were just distractions for me to help ease my daily anxiety. "A simple prop, to occupy my time." This explains why I never took any concrete steps to accomplish them - actually doing them wasn't the point, they were just daydreams for the reduction of my daily anxiety. That is pretty depressing. When I dream of living a life of accomplishment, while standing in the shower, I now remind myself that those thoughts are not part of a life of accomplishment, but those thoughts are, instead, just about reducing my anxiety level in the now.
[4] As a child, I could live inside my mind. That left me unprepared for aspects of physical reality, and I would get frustrated easily. It is much easier to think about a solution than to physically perform the solution! I am, at the age of 42, reminding myself that frustration and irritation are not helpful reactions to the performance of simple physical actions. Better to have a quick meditative break, and start again.
[5] I am praying to a statue of Jesus the Good Shepherd. I am praying and begging for the gift of grace to help me live. I am an atheist, but I have recovered this one piece of my religious childhood because I need strength because I am so weak and scared.
[1] It could take all my strength and dedication and discipline just to _lose_. I fell for the lie that succeeding is the only possible goal. But I have a relationship with suicide, so mental places that others are free to visit, I must absolutely avoid, and this take strength and dedication and discipline. And if I couldn't see a path to success, I would give up. Don't do that, Moe! I may have to work my tush off just to live long enough to _lose_. And that is OK.
[2] Politics is a real distracting time-suck for me. I get off on righteous indignation. Stop it, Moe!
[3] Still working through the idea that the things that I _thought_ were my greatest hopes and dreams were just distractions for me to help ease my daily anxiety. "A simple prop, to occupy my time." This explains why I never took any concrete steps to accomplish them - actually doing them wasn't the point, they were just daydreams for the reduction of my daily anxiety. That is pretty depressing. When I dream of living a life of accomplishment, while standing in the shower, I now remind myself that those thoughts are not part of a life of accomplishment, but those thoughts are, instead, just about reducing my anxiety level in the now.
[4] As a child, I could live inside my mind. That left me unprepared for aspects of physical reality, and I would get frustrated easily. It is much easier to think about a solution than to physically perform the solution! I am, at the age of 42, reminding myself that frustration and irritation are not helpful reactions to the performance of simple physical actions. Better to have a quick meditative break, and start again.
[5] I am praying to a statue of Jesus the Good Shepherd. I am praying and begging for the gift of grace to help me live. I am an atheist, but I have recovered this one piece of my religious childhood because I need strength because I am so weak and scared.