Ruminating on Depression and Anxiety

I thought at first that this might not be appropriate for The Spleen website but thinking again (ruminating), I realised that a small piece like this might have some value for residents of Stratford and surrounding areas, so here goes. Let’s talk about depression and anxiety.

As a an off/on sufferer of Depression and Anxiety I found a useful couple of paragraphs (somewhere online) on the nature of both those problems and how we deal with them.

To cut a long story short, the article suggested that one of the major problems of both Depression and Anxiety existing is the fact that we ruminate over them and in doing so, ‘give them life’ (my words) or at least, ‘more life than they deserve’ (my words again).

To ru·min·ate

[ˈruːmɪneɪt]
verb
1. think deeply about something:
“We sat ruminating on the nature of existence.”
Similar:
think about
contemplate
consider
dwell on
chew over.

None of this is to say that if we stop talking about them, they will go away. (In fact, talking about them, as we are aware can in many ways help lift the burden by sharing it).

What this piece was saying (in my opinion) is we need to strike a balance. In other words…

IT IS IMPORTANT THAT BOTH THESE CONDITIONS ARE NOT ALLOWED TO TAKE OVER OUR LIVES, WHICH THEY WILL DO IF WE GIVE THEM ROOM

There are many, many different aspects to our lives. We are a variety of many things, and we all have talents. Which to me suggests that the sooner we can discipline ourselves to concentrate on THE GOOD, the better it will be.

To ruminate on the dark side. To concentrate on the negative (depression & anxiety) takes up too much precious time.

In my own life I have come to see Depression and Anxiety as ‘the enemy’. And as with all enemies they are there to be fought. But as with all soldiers in battle we need R & R. We all need relaxation and recreation. If the enemy takes over all your life, they have won.

I do not dismiss Depression and Anxiety lightly.

They are there, I accept that and (in my opinion) are more than mere figments of my imagination. I take them seriously. They exist in the small damp room at the back of my mind but, but here’s the important thing.

The room I talk of is in my head, and I have the key. I am the landlord.

I am quite capable of herding them back into the room should they break out, (which they will do now and again) because I will not allow them to overpower me. Quite the opposite.

I shall not allow them the energy of my thought. I shall be polite and say,

‘Oh, you again. Good morning…now fuck off. I have more important things to do than spend precious time with you’.

I hope this makes sense and maybe of some use.

Ian.


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Author: IanF

Ian is a Stratfordian and quite angry about all sorts of things, Local, National and in fact, everything World-Wide. For the sake of his mental health he has chosen to Vent his Spleen in a blog. He advises YOU dear reader to do the same.

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