Stuck? Well, It is Time to Mix Things Up

Depression: You know, sucks. We all do. There's that heaviness of being sad, one that makes leaving the bed more like climbing Everest. And yes, sometimes I get honest about it with fellow people: sometimes, no matter how hard one tries, just seems like she's just beginning to get their wheels turning round.

But here's the thing: inaction feeds depression.

 It's like your body and mind are screaming, "Hey, something needs to change!"
I know, I know. Easier said than done. Battling depression, it makes the smallest of things feel impossible. Trust me, though; action, even the smallest ones, makes all the difference.

Think about this:

Six months later. You feel on top of things. You are with friends, and you have some tremendous times. You start to find some activities that you enjoyed when you were doing them.
Sounds pretty good, right?

It is not magic. It is breaking the loop.
* Start small: 15 minutes of walking, healthy meal, 10 minutes of meditation.
* Reconnect : call a friend, sign up for a book club, volunteer to help local animals.
* Find your flow : what makes you happy? Would it be painting, music playing, or perhaps gardening? 

Even just 15 minutes a day can make a difference.
Important Note: This is not about beating yourself up over a bad day (or week!). It is knowing when you are stumped and taking small, consistent steps forward.

And remember: You are not alone in this. Talk to a friend, a family member, or a therapist. No shame in asking.

You've got this.
Disclaimer: This is just my two cents. I am not a doctor or a therapist. If you're struggling with depression, please seek out a mental health professional.

Hope that helped! Do share in the comments if you've got some ideas on how to pull out of that depressive rut.

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