Handling Depression


                                                       

Do not confuse sadness with depression. Being sad is normal; it is just a passing phase. But if sadness persists and you start feeling helpless and hopeless to stop it, then that is depression.

When depressed, you lose interest in everything. Activities that you enjoyed mean nothing to you. You feel lonely and neglected. You start disliking everything.

During bouts of depression, do not panic. Do the following when you are in the dumps and thinking that you cannot come out of it:

ü  Go for a walk – for the first few days you will have to force yourself, but after that, you’ll get used to it. Walking is the best medicine. Do not underestimate its effects.

ü  Watch a comedy show or read a book of humour – laughter will make you feel good. Do this twice a day, if not, then at least once, for 30 to 45 minutes. You’ll see your mood lifting.

ü  Do something for the underprivileged – when you’ll see their situation, you’ll realise that you are so privileged. That shock will force you to come out of your shell.

ü  Eat ice-cream or falooda – don’t gorge yourself but allow yourself small portions every now and then. The blueness in you will disappear quickly.

ü  Play with children - you can never be depressed if you make a habit to play with children every day, whatever your age.

ü  Imagine – let your mind wander. Experience vicariously what you cannot in reality.

ü  Spend time in solitude – be away from everybody. Just give time to yourself. Reflect.

ü  Keep a pet – cat, dog, fish, bird or whatever creature you like. Having a pet gives you additional comfort.

ü  Watch the England – New Zealand cricket 2019 world cup final – the excitement will free you from depression.

ü  Dress up and ramp walk – find some time to do this, when you are alone. Women can do when their husbands are at work and children at school. Men can do it when their wives are out shopping.     

ü  Praise someone – say something good and positive to at least one person every day. When you do this, you’ll see the person smiling or blushing, this will have a corresponding effect on you.

ü  Listen to Kishore-da, Rafi-saab, Lata-ji – they’ll provide instant relief! You won’t need anything once you listen to these golden voices.

ü  Write to me – I am the best anti-depressant you’ll ever have (that too without any side effects). If all above fails, this should be the final resort. And do keep reading my blogs, I guarantee something different every day.



-          NZ

5.8.2019       


Comments

  1. murlig5 August 2019 at 10:57

    Surely you are true anti-depressants and eye opener to think differently.K writing !!

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