This is kind of connected to the sort of things I was talking about in this post.
Yesterday was a very grey day here. I was indoors until late afternoon, as we had arranged to meet my sister-in-law in the evening (she’s on a visit from Australia – a rare treat for me as she and I get on so well!) and I’d been taking things gently, enjoying some time with the Saturday paper, solving a Killer SuDoku, chatting a bit here on Multiply, that sort of thing… at 5.30 it was time to go and meet her. At that point I was feeling, to use the precise clinical term, blah…
I was feeling drowsy because of the grey weather, and all I wanted was to stay in, curl up with a book and pretend I’m a dormouse. We had booked a table in a nice pub for dinner, but the plan was that if the weather permits we would go for a walk in a park nearby before heading for the pub. When my husband mentioned the walk-in-the-park idea as we were driving there, my response was not very enthusiastic, to put it mildly… in fact, the last thing I felt like doing was going for a walk in the park.
That’s where, if I’d have gone with my feelings, I could have just sunk lower and lower. This is one of those points when depression tries to drag me down, and going with the low feeling could have started one of those downward spirals – I’ve been there, and the way back up is very tough.
But on this occasion I wasn’t left to my own devices – my husband and his sister are both very outdoorsy people and it would take much more than a few grey clouds to get them to give up on a walk in the park… and wow, I so enjoyed that walk! in fact, as soon as we were out of the car and in the fresh air, my mood started to lift, and by the time we had walked around for… don’t know, at least half an hour… seen the pond, said hello to lots of deer… that low feeling was totally gone!
I’m not suggesting that this is a magic trick that will always work – obviously if you’ve got severe depression, a walk in the park might not even begin to scratch the surface of what you’re going through – but yesterday’s experience was a reminder for me that sometimes I need to fight the urge to curl up indoors and go get some fresh air instead.