Had a crap week, a horrendous day. Many things went wrong. Stayed behind 3.5 hrs (it's never paid for!) today.
Feeling fairly down.

At times like these, I chill in a room lit by a small lamp/candle, with my bottle of sprite (I don't drink no more), listening to songs like this (clicky), until it's morning. Then go to bed and by the time I wake up, feel a lot better.

What do you guys do when [LIFTED] falls on you? When you're there, at the bottom?

I have a simple rule. No pay, no work.

Today has been crap here too. My baby son puked all over my wife, he's been ill the last few days.

Porn + Masturbation.

Repeat until symptoms, err, change.

If you don't get overtime, then you're in the elite "celery" bracket, rather than the lowly "waged" bracket. That means you're important. You probably earn more than me, so quit your whining

I get up at a around 5 am, make a flask of coffee, put my fishing gear in the car and go. Get to the lake for 5.30 am. It's difficult to explain how magical it is to be out in the countryside at that time of the morning unless you've tried it. Everything is so fresh and crisp. I fish from dawn until dusk, without speaking to another person. Can't beat it.

I've only recently realised I get down days and what it was. Rarely they extend to a few days in a row. Once it lasted a couple of weeks.

I find I'm listless, can't be bothered to pick up and do anything, and the very thought of trying to do anything that normally excites me makes it worse. I mope about the place, looking and feeling like a shadow. I think it worries Best Beloved, but I try to reassure him that I'll get over it eventually. Only having to get up and go to work seems to lift the mood a bit - but then it depends what the day in the Bat Cave brings...

I don't have any fixed routine to get over it. Usually it passes of its own volition, or something will finally kick start my imagination and get me enthused enough to get up and do something. I might spend an evening slobbing in front of the telly - something I never usually do. I might lose myself in a favourite book. If I can't get off to sleep, I've considered getting up early and driving somewhere, but I don't want to disturb BB when he's snoring his head off. I'll usually just plug myself into the radio and see if it calms the mental turmoil.

Churchill called his depression his Black Dog. He would stay awake working for hours, and often ended up knocking back his favourite tipple. I, thankfully, don't feel the need to get blind drunk over it, but it can be worrisome when there doesn't seem any point to carrying on the way you are now.

I don't want to make light of it, because I know one or two of our forumites have suffered, but I think everyone has to have a spectrum of light and dark. Without it we wouldn't have had geniuses like Spike Milligan or Winnie. We all need our Black Dog to an extent.

Mmm …
I find it just gets in the way of everything.
It's only very recently I've been told that the Black Dog has attached itself to me, it doesn't really help the problems it's caused, some of which are now irredeemable.
When it makes it's presence felt I just have to stop thinking about anything in the future and just concentrate on the here-and-now.
Talking to a friend on the 'phone really helped during it's last visit, but that's not always possible.
I have no deep insight in to what to do that may help anyone with this.

Mark

iam a depressive so i get alot of these moments, i usually find that looking on random things helps, for instance i once looked up panda's on wikipedia, and followed ever link on it and just read it all
othertimes, i sometimes go to the gym, or just go some place random, through fields and such, away from everyone

also, www.omegle.com is very good is your slightly down, you talk to a random person from anywere in the world, always good fun

My only real bugbear is work. I'm in an office full of women, which should be a dream come true, but just results in every little thing being scrutinized, from what way someone pronounces something to 'feeling fat'

I could ignore all that if there was actually enough work to do, but as it is I have to slow down just to get the f*cking day in . There's nothing worse than being simultaneously bored (the work's DULL) and having to slow down at the same time

It's got that bad I bought an MP3 player just to drown out the nonsense, but all it did was put me in a slightly better mood and make me work faster... I do appreciate the comedy in that

My work is also in the a*sehole of nowhere which gives me a 40 minute walk to and from work every day and we're on flexi time, meaning getting out of bed is incredibly difficult, meaning you're often there well after 5 o'clock with another walk ahead of you

I then get home to my f*ckwit family, get something to eat and retreat to my room, then I'm alright until tomorrow....

This past year the two idiots I live with have made me quite depressed at points, I've bottled it up this year without having any familiar outlet...

When I was back in Aber I would go for a walk in the woods, walk up and down a hill a few times and finish at the top and sip a tin or a bottle of beer (just the one) looking out over the town, feeling the breeze and lapping up the peace.
Or, if it was lasting more than a day and I hadn't had a chance to go out, then I called a couple of mates up, we would go round the quieter pubs, have maybe four pints throughout the evening and just grumble about life, the people at the table next to us, the world, etc.

i go spilt some heads open in team fortress 2 when im feeling down or bored. nothing cheers me up like carton violence, nothing