No, this isn’t about me actually singing. You don’t want to hear me doing that. Believe me.
This is about the other blues. Feeling blue. Not so bad I’d need professional help, but not good, either.
When feeling blue hits, it gets difficult. You don’t really see it from the outside, and if you’ve never experienced it, it may be hard to understand, so I’m trying to raise awareness here, through a blog only a chosen few read. 😆
The person in front of you doesn’t look like he/she is in pain, or suffering in any way. Doesn’t look cheerful, either, but nobody is always cheerful anyway. Mostly seems lazy. You might wish for him/her to just get up already and do something useful.
Well, getting up and doing something is the difficult part. If it’s necessary to go to work (otherwise you’ll lose your job), or buy groceries (otherwise you’ll starve to death), or cook (otherwise you and your family won’t have a decent meal), or take care of kids, yeah, you’ll do it. And while doing it, you’ll feel slightly better. And as soon as you sit down to get some rest, the blues hits again.
If it’s not about doing something necessary – say, if it’s about writing that novel, and writing novels is not your day job – it turns out that, somehow, you never quite get to it. You think about it, sure. You feel bad about not doing it. But you still don’t do it.
It’s not terribly bad, but it’s not good, either.
So, what to do about it? What can be done?
Disclaimer: I’m not a medical professional, and I can’t give a competent medical advice. I can only tell what works or doesn’t work for me.
In my case, the big part of it is a thyroid gland problem, the Hashimoto’s disease. So I wait for the increased dose of the meds to kick in, which takes weeks.
Physical activity helps some. It gives you a firm(ish) body, which makes you feel good about it, and if you choose the one you find fun, you’ll enjoy doing it even when it’s difficult (if you’re out of shape, it will be hard). If you choose the one you don’t find fun, you won’t enjoy it, it will become yet another tiresome task, and you’ll feel bad whether you keep doing it or quit (unless after quitting you choose something you actually stick to). Careful, though; if you overdo it, you risk injury, and you also risk quitting because you’re way too exhausted to do anything but breathe.
Having a job or tasks you have to do also helps, because it forces you to move, and moving and doing something eases it a bit. After doing it, though, you might feel both blue and tired. Achieving something (Hey, I made lunch! Hey, I finished this day’s work!) does very little to help.
Beating yourself on the head and trying to blame yourself into doing what you intended to do doesn’t help. Then again, it never does, does it?
Waiting it out helps. It doesn’t last forever. It will pass (if it doesn’t, medical assistance might be necessary). Waiting is no fun, but waiting it out is doable, and sometimes doable is what counts.
And… That would be pretty much it. No miracle cure (I’m not in the business of selling the snake oil, sorry). No magic wands. Just going through the day, and then the next one, and the next; and doing what you can, including at least some stuff you enjoy.
And remembering that this, too, will pass.
4 thoughts on “Kitty Sings the Blues”
Reminds me of Dora in Finding Nemo, “Just keep swimmin, just keep swimmin…” Moving around physically does wonders for you (says the woman with her butt in the chair). Self-hate does nothing but feed itself, it’s like flesh-eating bacteria for the soul. We can’t be “up” all the time, but we CAN be patient and gentle with ourselves.
Being patient with myself is something I still have to learn, I’m afraid.
A friend of mine has had a problem with her thyroid for the past several years. She often blames her laziness and weight gain on her thyroid and has even told me that since she put on the weight, it is too hard for her to try and lose the pounds. As much as I want to sympathize with her, her diet consists of red meat, Chinese takeout and containers of ice cream at night. But other than her mild complaints about exercise hurting too much to engage in, she is an incredibly upbeat and happy person; marching to the beat of her own drum. I guess these things affect people in all different ways. In order to truly be happy, a person needs to accept and love him/herself no matter what the circumstances are. The best thing to do is what Beverly suggested; to be patient and gentle with ourselves. I hope you can learn to shake off those blues.
Exercise can be a problem with your thyroid playing tricks on you, at least until the meds properly kick in (and proper meds, at that, the usual one doesn’t work for everyone). Mine are doing their job now, so I’m feeling better. 🙂