How to get rid of depression: what the unconscious is silent about
I am depressed. This did not reach me right away. Only when I looked back by chance a few months ago and saw myself with a smile on my face. It's so strange - my face has long forgotten what a smile is.
Teak. Teak. Teak.
I lift my head from the pillow. And I don't understand what is ticking - the old clock or the thoughts in my sick head. It hurts from this sound and the sunlight pushing through the blackout curtains.
An extinct laptop is on the table. But I know that there is a blank page with an unfinished search engine question: "How to get rid of depression?" Unfinished, because there are still no answers. I put my head back on the pillow. I close my eyes and try to sleep. I don’t care how I get through the depression - it may go away on its own. Or maybe not. But I absolutely don't care.
Yesterday I, as usual, looked out the window and saw a young family: they were too happy, joyful. For a second, something stirred there, inside, and fingers timidly wrote: "How to get rid of …" And today everything is again smooth and empty.
Getting rid of depression is the work of the depressing person
You probably think that depression is a very obvious disease: you came to work one day and you have depressive pimples or sores on your face, you have a depressive cough or a depressive fever. Not at all, depression has other symptoms. You live (or rather, exist), scurry back and forth, and no one even realizes that you are sick with this often fatal disease. And you can't get rid of depression until you understand how to call this sucking emptiness in your soul, this dark veil in your eyes, this stream of thoughts that cause terrible pain in one word.
When it became clear to me that I was also "covered", something inside still tried to resist weakly. Today I will call it a visual vector - a cheerful, life-affirming, incredibly suffering from all this blackness in my soul. He did not flutter for long - the sound depression covered his head like a huge blanket of snow. But I still tried to find ways to get rid of depression.
Every magazine, every newspaper - everywhere their own advice on getting rid of depression.
Decorate your world with bright colors: change the wallpaper, the curtains in the apartment, buy bright (preferably yellow or orange) accessories - and drive depression in your neck.
Funny advice. I do not pay attention to the environment, I do not even see what color my curtains are - I just sleep, and when I wake up, I live in my own inner world.
Strive to go outdoors, to nature, where an excess of oxygen and sunlight will help cope with depression.
What is the point in making extra efforts and body movements just to move your body in space? What will change if, in addition to the pain from the bright daylight, I also experience the cold from the wet wind or the heat from the scorching sun?
Try not to be alone, so as not to let black thoughts take over you.
I am always alone. I do not like to communicate with other people. Sometime before, maybe yes, but now … I need it less and less. Therefore, communication to relieve depression will not help me at all. People talk about the same nonsense, about unnecessary, completely meaningless things that I hate to hear. And these people do not understand me …
This is very special - "My Loneliness"
Spend two or three minutes every day smiling in front of the mirror - it stimulates the parts of the brain that are responsible for a good mood.
After such advice, you really want to immediately wave out the window. My face now is - amimic. In general, no emotions are visible on him, as if she never knew how to smile. And you say …
The last way to get rid of depression
In general, I have already stopped thinking how to get myself out of depression. I just wanted to forget myself in a quiet sleep, fenced off from my internal and external pain, to abstract, not to feel anything. Drugs? Antidepressants? For this, nevertheless, there was little gut. Therefore - for now, just an anesthetic …
One day everything changed. At that moment, when, through the jungle of my already clouded mind, I stared at the words: “… gives you a chance … to get rid of the feeling of meaninglessness of existence … to understand yourself … to learn how to cope with depression … to get an answer to the question, what is the meaning of life . I caught on to the words, mechanically pressed the “register” button, and a few days later, in the middle of the night, I remembered that I needed to turn on the training.
That night I listened to only the second half of the lectures, but on the following - from beginning to end. Yuri Burlan spoke, and each of his words seemed to be imprinted on the brain, absorbed by a long-bored (due to the lack of something that can be absorbed) gray matter. By the way, I was not the only one who managed to overcome depression with the help of training - see:
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Hurry, hurry, before it's too late! Until the door leading to the exit from the labyrinth of terry egocentrism slammed shut. Hurry, until the impenetrable cocoon of black thoughts about the meaninglessness of all that exists. Until something very small, timid, but so thirsty to live has not lost hope in me. Live a real life - without pink and black glasses.
Give me the knowledge so that I finally understand why I am here, what I am doing here, what is all this for! So that I finally understand how to get rid of depression on my own. To find out why not only me - why all of them, flashing every day in front of my window. Or is it not a window? Or am I so deeply immersed in myself that I look at people close to me, as if from a dull window?
Oh, how hard it is to give new knowledge. How painful it is to “remove” depression. How unusual it is to feel yourself and your body … I want more, give me some meanings!
I also suffered, I also did not understand why I was living, until a meaning appeared in my life - clear and definite.
Self-knowledge - “Who am I? Where are we going? What is the meaning of my life?.."
But the meanings are sea … darkness, ocean, universe! There are so many meanings that the relaxed sound mind eagerly rushes at them, eats and gnaws through connections, builds systems, erects strong buildings from the bricks of systemic knowledge.
Depression? Suicidal thoughts? What are you talking about - I'm busy with the knowledge of deep, infinitely deep systemic meanings, which make it possible to understand things that cannot be understood with any religion, with any philosophy, or with any science in the world.
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