It’s very easy to wallow in the feeling of sadness and the lack of any urge to do something.
Very. Very easy.
Especially if you’re experiencing a sudden change in your day-to-day life. You lose some part of the ritual of your 24hr day.
Your pet dies, you lose your job, you move someplace new, you’re removed from someplace you’re comfortable in, you finish a long-term goal… something you’ve been working on is no longer an option, and it’s a weird, sad sort of feeling.
It makes me tired.
It seems like suddenly everything on depression has been popping up in videos, has been coming up in articles, in every social media and blog-ish type thing, so in my infinite wisdom, and knowledge of the subject, after noticing this tiredness soon after… a big change in my life, that took away a portion of what I did every day, I’m not quite up to talking/writing about it now, I was like, Ah, Yes, Depression. Hmm.
I think the start of depression is enforced stagnation. Except that doesn’t quite get the right idea across, I think. Stagnation in general sounds bad, and, ike flat soda or water that’s been left out too long, it leaves a bad taste in your mouth. Enforced stagnation sounds a lot like you have no choice but to stagnate.
Not what I was trying to get across.
Enforced stagnation is when you’re stuck in a rut, stuck in a divot in your life that so far, no matter how many times you try to pull yourself away from it, you end up rolling back to where you were before. I think some people don’t even notice that it’s happening, which must be even more upsetting as you can look around your divot, see nothing wrong, but still feel unhappy.
And, seque of all segue’s, I think this is why tiredness goes hand in hand with depression. Because it is very, very easy to get tired of failing.
Also failing is stressful, and wouldn’t you rather have a nap than deal with stress? I would.
Because, as Lexy has so eloquently put it, my spirit animal is an ostrich. Avoidance is key.
But I have a plan to get out of any kind of funk I may soon experience– because this change-in-life-and-daily-ritual of doom actually only happened earlier today, so kudos to myself for jumping on this writing opportunity while it’s still grumbly– but am feeling tired already.
Like, I wanted to just go to sleep at 7pm.
I’m 21, got up at about 9am, and was feeling exhausted enough to want to end the day at 7pm.
Fuck if I’m going to let that be my week.
So, my game plan is to get the ball rolling again. Hard to do, as I think that just before The Change Of Doom the ball had been slowing down exponentially, but still doable.
So I look at The Big Goal.
What does it take to get there? Ah, yes, part A must first be completed.
Want a certain job? What will it take to get there? Schooling? Need money first? Is there another job you can do to get money, or perhaps can you take a course or look for an apprenticeship program so that you can get yourself moving in the direction you want.
The thing about having a Big Goal is that it’s a bit like a Gorgon. It’s the Medusa of your life. It’s much safer, less likely to freeze you to a standstill–less likely to turn you to stone–if you come at it sideways. Use a mirror and come at it from different angles.
Or, if Greek Mythology isn’t your thing, how about mountain analogies? Everyone loves those.
Big Goal is at the top. How do you get there?
Well, you could climb straight up, but there’s no guarantee that you’ll have the right equipment for it. Much more dangerous, and what if you turn out to be afraid of heights? I’m not saying you shouldn’t face fears, or try something daring, but you should also be aware of your own limits. Push them, but don’t push yourself off the side of a cliff. Because you might just find better path up the side of the mountain.
It may zig-zag, and hey–there might be parts where you can climb straight up to get to the next part of the path!–but you’ll find waypoints on the path up, you’ll build yourself up along the way, and should you slip…
well. Less of a drop straight down, and much less likely to cripple you.
Wow I’m cheerful right now.
But now it’s 12 and I’ve challenged myself enough and NOW I can go to sleep.