Emerging from a depressive episode, regardless of how long or short that period is, is like waking up to a bright sunny morning after a month of dank, rainy days.
Today I feel like a new person. I slept better, made some healthier choices and feel like I can deal with the world again.
The depressive mood was being triggered by a being attacked by a complete random on twitter. It was the first time it had happened and clearly it affected me far more than it really should have. Combined with feelings of failure regarding Move it! May, the downward spiral of hopelessness caught me.
After tricking myself into walking home last night my mood started to lift. After missing the CityCat, I told myself I'd walk to the next cycle station and ride home from there. By the time I got to a station it was so close to home that walking the rest of the way was a viable option. By the time I arrive home, blood was coursing through my body and the elation of actually achieving something had set in.
I'm not so hopeless after all.
If I can do this, I can do better.
More importantly, if I can do this, anyone can pull themselves out of a rut and keep going. Find the trigger for your happy.
I weighed in again this morning too. Down 200 grams: