Good morning, everyone. It occurred to me as I was cleaning up, washing my hair, and deciding what to wear, how important the most seemingly trivial acts are in combating depression. I’ve written about this before but am reminding us all again, including me.

This is something I’ve always done no matter how depressed I was feeling. (Unless, of course, I was physically ill.) It was really difficult some days but I knew that staying in bed was never the answer. I had done enough research to know how counter productive it is in managing depression. And before you say to yourself, “She probably wasn’t as depressed as I am”, don’t be so quick to judge.
Just because a person seems all-together, just because they function, don’t assume for one minute that they are somehow not as depressed as you are. They just probably do a better job of hiding it based on lots of factors, two of which is their history and their personality. It is a false idea to determine an individual’s severity of symptoms can be determined by how they act. There is even a diagnosis called a “smiling depression”.

I can hear the argument even now. “I can’t get out of bed!” Might I lovingly suggest it might be more of a case of “You won’t get out of bed.” That sounds harsh, but it’s true. How many times do you read about someone who has beat the odds? Then you think of someone in very similar circumstances who hasn’t? What’s the difference?
It all boils down to how much a person wants to succeed not how big the hurdle. Over many years, I’ve developed such a consistent pattern that it’s become routine. But it was hard in the beginning.
Very hard.
I got up and got dressed every morning and put my best foot forward because I wanted to be the one calling the shots, not my depression. Sloppin’ around in unkempt clothes all day only made me feel worse.
There is a strong connection between our appearance and our mood. I encourage you today, not to let your depression determine your actions. It might be in control of of your moods but you can certainly decide to limit its influence in other more manageable parts of your life.
God bless and I hope you have a good day.
Tell ya what, Rebecca, I noticed that since the real caring for my husband began, (part of my story), caring for myself started slipping big time. This is essential reading AND DOING for us all. God bless you, my friend, and my humble, heartfelt thanks for this page.
You are so welcome and God bless you. I pray for you and your circumstances often.