You owe no explanations.
If I may ask;
I have found myself listening more to music and especially composers such as Ludovico Einaudi since I relapsed in my depression.
Do you find you started listening more to music or whether your musical taste has shifted as your facing these recent situations?
And if so, any recommendations such as composers you like? Or bands for that matter?
How do you cope with your daily struggles, which are significantly strenuous by the sounds of it, not just from your job alone?
Are you aided by 'professional help' of any sort? (As I recently decided to).
I'm sorry for the latter, rather personal, question. Or if any such question were raised before, as I did not partake in the entirity of this thread.
Dear Sokolsky,
I agree I don't owe anyone here an explanation but in fairness, I came here to have open and fair discussions so that does put me on the limb a bit.
It's funny you mention music as a therapy during depression. I had the exact opposite reaction. I couldn't listen to anything as it seemed to have some
incredibly circuitous connection to the matter which was bothering me. I just had trouble with music which made driving more difficult as I like to use the
radio or cd to take my mind off matters. The old familiar voices of some sports radio guys would help a bit but I find discussions of team sports quite boring.
As far as bands, given that my depression was related to my missing my girlfriend during an extended period of not being able to see one another, my usual
daily dose of Journey had to be curtailed (too depressing despite the vocal genius of Steve Perry). I am a big Bob Seger fan too. Once things straightened out
with my girlfriend, it was back to Iron Maiden, Journey, .38 Special and my "Workout Music."
I am not aided by any professional help but I do believe it is very worthwhile for many people. I am also a big advocate for medicine that helps fight the
anxiety and tension although I don't take it myself. I believe that science can go a long way in making us feel better and not have
to struggle with diseases and ailments that simply ruin peoples' lives. There is no shame in taking medicine. I just don't think I rose to the level where a
doctor would give it to me. Also, I don't have health insurance.
In coping with daily struggles, I found that when I was so terribly recently depressed, I just relied on my friends. I let them see me cry (ok, GetBig, there it is-
go at it) and I let them know I was hurting. Real friends showed up without asking. They called every day and when I was hit with anxiety and having a bad day,
I would call them and tell them. True friends, while rare, are a true treasure. Call your friends. They will surprise you with their compassion and giving.
Also, I tried to isolate what the issue of my depression was and thought about how to fix it. I must admit, I was extremely lucky in that it all worked out but
nevertheless, I did put some work into it.
I hope this helps a bit.
Sincerely,
Harley