After all the recent celebrities committing suicide in the last few months, I’ve been thinking of my personal battles with depression and anxiety. I never suffered from depression growing up. An introvert? Definitely, but my bouts of depression and anxiety only occurred in the last few years. I consider myself lucky as I’ve never been diagnosed with anything worse than moderate clinical depression. Personally I categorize my episodes as “melancholy”, a persistent sense of sadness or mourning without an obvious reason. But knowing what that feels like makes me empathize who suffer from severe depression or anxiety. To imagine what depths of despair severe depression sufferers must sink to consider death a preferable alternative frightens me to remain vigilant against this problem. I’ve developed a few “home” remedies to help keep my head above water. These do not replace known solutions (therapy, medication, etc.) but for me form a daily routine to keep my personal melancholy “demons” at bay. If you find yourself with your own set of devils on your shoulder, maybe something here will work for you.
a feeling of pensive sadness, typically with no obvious cause.