Why do these voices never have anything nice to say?
“Quieting these voices is at least half the battle I fight daily,” says Anne Lamott, in Bird by Bird, a book “on writing and life.” “But this is better than it used to be. It used to be 87 percent.”
She describes an exercise a hypnotist taught her:
“Close your eyes and get quiet for a minute, until the chatter starts up. Then isolate one of the voices and imagine the person speaking as a mouse. Pick it up by the tail and drop it into a mason jar. Then isolate another voice, pick it up by the tail, drop it in the jar. And so on. Drop in any high-maintenance parental units, drop in any contractors, lawyers, colleagues, children, anyone who is whining in your head. Then put the lid on, and watch all these mouse people clawing at the glass, jabbering away, trying to make you feel like s**t because you won’t do what they want–won’t give them more money, won’t be more successful, won’t see them more often. Then imagine that there is a volume-control button on the bottle. Turn it all the way up for a minute, and listen to the stream of angry, neglected, guilt-mongering voices. Then turn it all the way down and watch the frantic mice lunge at the glass, trying to get to you. Leave it down, and get back to your s***y first draft.”
Lamott’s context is writing, her battle perfectionism, which so often impedes her writing because it won’t be perfect the first time she puts it down on paper.
Your context may be a career in a different field. It may be your efforts to lose weight and improve your health. Maybe it’s a new relationship. It may be you as a suddenly single mom, uncertain of the future. Maybe your spiritual journey is taking you in a different direction than that which your parents started you in.
Whatever your context, learn to quiet those voices. Call them what you will, just put them in a jar and do not let them feed your fears.
You are YOU, an individual, making the choices that are best for YOU. You’ll be scared sometimes, and uncomfortable, and you won’t always get what you want. You are capable, and you will be successful.
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Then I started feeling stressed and anxious. But that started about the time I made our first married-couple budget, so I attributed the stress and anxiety to the fact that, while we have plenty of income to pay our bills, I need to bring in significantly more income if we’re going to get ahead and reach our financial goals. This reality just left me feeling a lot of pressure.
Meanwhile, I also felt scattered, like I couldn’t sit down and concentrate on anything. But, I reasoned, there are a lot of things going on in my life right now. I’m adjusting to married life (love it—about to celebrate six months); settling a new house (also love it—but the garage is still about one-quarter full of unpacked boxes, and the list of things yet to do inside the house is still long); doing all the housewife-ly duties like cooking, cleaning, laundry and sometimes yard work (believe it or not, love these things too); managing our finances—doing the budget, etc. (also love this); maintaining my massage business (I see about 2 or 3 clients a week right now, all of whom have come to me for four years or longer, so I genuinely enjoy seeing them each visit); starting a new blog and trying to get publicity for it (enjoying this); we traveled quite a bit over the summer; and then of course there are the usual things like trying to maintain a social life and keep up with my health and fitness goals.
Which I’m obviously not doing, because I gained 12 pounds in four months. But, before my wedding in April I ate more sparsely, so I figured the pendulum was just swinging the other direction. And of course, being a diligent, eager new wife, I make a sit-down dinner about five nights a week. Yeah, I cook healthy, but we rarely eat earlier than 6:30pm, often more like 7 or 7:30. Eating late has always made a difference in my weight. Then I started to notice myself “binge-eating”, which, for me, isn’t usually as bad as it sounds, but half a box of Kashi brand TLC crackers is still half a box of crackers! I craved carbs and sweets.
Two of my girl friends who also have “unstructured” work time—one is looking for a job and the other is a new stay-at-home mom/freelancer—have at different times been my morning walking/running partners. I love and appreciate both of them. For some reason, about halfway through the summer, the commitment to walk every morning felt overwhelming. I thought maybe I just needed to adjust to this new phase of life. Besides, I felt pressure to work more and felt unjustified spending the time with them.
Then came the guilt. I felt guilty for not working enough, I felt guilty for not spending as much time with my girl friends, I felt guilty for giving into my cravings, for not eating enough vegetables, and for gaining weight. Thoughts of stupid things I’ve done in the past began to pop into my brain, much like unwanted pop-up windows in your web browser: People I’ve let down or hurt, times I didn’t follow through on a commitment, careless things I’ve said or done; I felt guilty about all of them. I didn’t know what to make of the guilt. I thought about calling a counselor.
Then one day, I happened to click through to my article on depression, written several years ago, which I’d posted recently. In the seconds between landing on that page and proceeding to another, a glimpse of the list of depression’s nine major symptoms near the top of the article turned on the lightbulb.
Well that explains it, I thought. The fatigue, the anxiety, the difficulty concentrating, the weight gain, the withdrawal from social interaction, the guilt… It was back.
I’ve battled depression off and on for the last nine years or more. I say “or more” because I never labeled it until nine years ago. But as early as junior high, and at different times throughout high school and college, I can recall crying for little or no reason, withdrawing from social interaction, or feeling apathetic, but I never talked to anyone about it.
At its most severe, when I did label it nine years ago, I cried all the way to work and all the way home, got straight into bed, cried myself to sleep, and slept until I had to get up and go to work the next morning. Wash, rinse, repeat… I can’t remember exactly how long that lasted, maybe only a week. That time I talked briefly to a physician colleague about it, who dismissed it as ambiguity: Around that time I was considering quitting my job, moving to another state and going back to college. I didn’t tell him how bad it really was, or that the deep sadness started soon after an event which proved to be my biggest heartbreak and most faith-shaking experience to date. It seemed no coincidence to me, though.
Whatever the cause, by the time I got settled in my new environment and started school, the depression dissipated. Change always puts the blues on the back burner for me.
Still, my depression has continued to come and go over the last nine years. Once, reluctantly, I took medication (Wellbutrin). My doctor “reassured” me that my body might just need the antidepressant for the rest of my life, just like it needs thyroid medication. Small comfort. After about eight months I weaned myself off. Oh, the blues still came and went, but mostly I felt okay.
So why would it come back now, when I finally have the life I’ve always dreamed of? I have the most wonderful husband. We bought a lovely home which, thanks to our generous wedding guests, actually looks put together rather than being furnished with the collection of mis-matched leftovers and yard sale pieces we had in our apartments! Moreover, I get to work my own hours at my own pace in my own space, doing something I enjoy, all while being as domestic as I want to be in our little house. I attend, and am sometimes involved in, a church I love and receive a blessing from every week. Granted, I’m still in Tennessee when a big part of me holds onto the hope of moving back to California, but eight years in one place means I finally have a fulfilling social circle and feel like I’m part of a community.
I can’t explain it, other than that according to the book Depression: The Way Out by Dr. Neil Nedley, I did almost everything wrong this summer…
Last year, in the midst of another bout of the blues, I attended Nedley’s Depression Recovery seminar and read his book cover to cover. (I highly recommend it if you battle depression.) I think a few of the things he says are his opinion (I used to attend church with this man and his family about ten years ago), but scientific research backs the vast majority of the information in his book. Determined to avoid medication if at all possible, I decided to put it to the test. (I’m not against medication in its place, but I believe that when lifestyle changes have been proven to positively impact a disease or condition, medication’s “place” is as a last resort. I want to treat the root cause, not just slap on a band-aid. Besides, medication gets expensive!)
Nedley explains that the causes of depression can be grouped into ten general “categories”:
Note that only two of these categories are out of our control—genetic and developmental factors; the remaining eight can largely be impacted by personal choices.
Based on Nedley’s recommendations, I developed some goals (roughly following the “Twenty-Week Cure” program outlined in Nedley’s seminar) and re-hired the life coach I’d worked with previously to keep me accountable to these new personal goals.
It worked. Within a few weeks I felt better. Normal, even. Then I got engaged and of course felt wonderful, and wedding plans consumed my life for the next seven months, pretty much crowding out all other concerns!
But this summer, the wedding receding into the past, basking in the glow of the honeymoon phase, I got careless. I stopped eating the “right” foods, and ate many of the “wrong” ones. My morning walk in the sunshine was hit or miss (partly because of a lot of rainy days). I ran out of my vitamins and supplements. Having a TV in the house for the first time in several years, I binged on it. I made my husband coffee almost every morning and had a cup or two myself.
All the wrong things, according to Nedley.
So I revisited my goals, pulled out the nerdy worksheet I put together last year, and started keeping track. I taped the worksheet to the inside of a kitchen cupboard and keep a pen handy so I can check things off as I do them each day. I know, it’s unbelievably nerdy, but it helps me stay on track.
Since the possible causes of depression are many and varied, Nedley stresses that treatment for depression must be individualized. He discusses numerous herbs, medications and lifestyle approaches in his book; those that I’ve listed below are the ones I identified as possible causes of my depression. I also have a strong family history of depression, was probably depressed in my adolescence, and started puberty on the early side—both uncontrollable factors. So while caffeine or watching lots of TV, for example, may pose no increase in the likelihood of your developing depression, they may be strong triggers for me.
Like last year, my goals, in no particular order, are to:
Luckily, I already make exercise and healthy eating a priority; some of those high-tryptophan and high-folic acid foods are among my favorites; I developed an appreciation for classical music a long time ago; and I already have a personal spiritual experience, so these goals require a relatively subtle lifestyle change for me. But others are harder—I love coffee, sweets, and cheese; it’s hard to rationalize 30 minutes a week to sit and “do nothing” while listening to classical music; it’s a challenge to go to bed and get up at the same time every day. And despite my personal connection with God, it even takes discipline to spend time praying and studying the Bible on a regular basis.
I know for other people these kinds of goals would mean a drastic lifestyle change. The toughest part about depression is that while you must take action to feel better, you have very little energy to do so! I know, I’ve been there. But in my experience, taking even a small step towards recovery, whether it be going to talk to a counselor, getting out there and exercising, or checking things off on my nerdy tracking worksheet, has always made me feel better. If this list of “lifestyle remedies” seems daunting, pick one and work on it for a week or two. Then pick another one or two and work on those. Start with what feels doable. As the saying goes, you can eat a whole elephant if you do it just one bite at a time.
Do I follow my self-prescribed depression recovery program perfectly? No. And yet within 4 or 5 weeks this fall, I felt noticeably better again. Normal again. I still have down days, or more often just down parts-of-days, but the trend now is normal rather than depressed.
When I realized a couple of months ago that my depression had come back and decided I needed to resume my “program,” I resigned myself to the fact that this is just going to have to be a way of life for me. Perhaps I’ll have more “acute” phases and have to follow these recommendations to the letter, but likely there will be less acute phases during which I can slack off a bit. And I’m sure I will. Because I’m human. And I like cheese, and sugar, and coffee, and TV, and movies, and music other than classical, and staying up late and sleeping in…
I hope reading about my journey helps you in some small way. My point is, if you struggle with depression, you can feel normal again too. I hope you do, soon.
This article and the “remedies” described herein are not intended to replace medical treatment. If you suffer from major depression, consult with your physician immediately and get on a treatment program that’s right for you.
A person experiencing five of depression’s nine symptoms for two weeks is classified as having major depression; two of these symptoms for two weeks constitutes mild depression. Symptoms persisting for two years are considered chronic. Depression’s symptoms are:
Depression shrinks the hippocampus, the part of the brain involved in memory and learning, and raises stress hormone levels. Osteoporosis, hypertension, asthma, headaches, physical disabilities and infertility may result from depression. It increases risk of seizures, makes blood sugar control difficult for people with diabetes and worsens the effect of diseases such as stroke, heart attack, and cancer.
Some causes of depression cannot be helped, such as age, gender, or family history. Does this sound depressing? There is hope! Often the cause of depression is traced to nutritional deficiencies, lifestyle factors or other medical conditions. In these cases, simple changes can effect significant improvement.
Numerous studies reveal nutrition’s crucial role in mental health. For example, tryptophan is necessary in order for the brain to manufacture the serotonin it needs for proper functioning. Foods highest in tryptophan are tofu, pumpkin seeds, gluten flour, sesame seeds, almonds and black walnuts. Omega-3 fatty acids are necessary for optimum brain functioning but are not found abundantly in foods, so even if your caloric intake is more than adequate your diet may be deficient. Flaxseed, walnuts, canola oil, wheat germ, soybeans and spinach all contain omega-3. Folic acid, another essential ingredient for a healthy brain, is found in chickpeas, black-eyed peas, lentils and kidney beans. Finally, vitamin B12 helps improve depressed moods. The highest concentration of B12 is found in animal products but it can also be found in soymilk and fortified grain products.
Other lifestyle factors may be even more important than nutrition in treating depression. Thirty minutes of exercise three to six times a week can prevent depression, and may be just as effective a treatment as antidepressant medications. Irregular sleep is strongly linked to mental illness. In one study, participants who lost only a little sleep were 60 percent more likely to become depressed, and the risk of major depression was 40 times higher for insomniacs than for those with no trouble sleeping. Exposure to bright light for at least 30 minutes a day increases serotonin levels, treating both depression and fatigue. Avoiding negative thinking by replacing a negative thought with a positive one immediately upon becoming aware of it reduces anxiety and depression. Counseling, specifically cognitive behavioral therapy, is extremely helpful in discovering and altering negative thought patterns. In addition, a personal spiritual experience aids in recovery from depression. In another study, participants’ likelihood of recovery from depression increased exponentially in direct correlation with their personal faith and religious practices.
These lifestyle treatments should be your first defense against depression. However, some cases may require additional treatment such as herbs or medication. St. Johns Wort is Germany’s leading antidepressant, most effective in treating mild depression by allowing more serotonin and norepinephrine to collect in the central nervous system. SAMe, sometimes called “Sammy”, boosts mood and outlook by increasing serotonin and norepinephrine production. The body metabolizes another herb, 5-HTP, taken from the African plant Griffonia simplicifolia, into serotonin. Other herbs that appear to have a therapeutic effect are chamomile, feverfew, ginkgo biloba, kava-kava, lavender, lemon balm, and valerian. Always exercise caution when taking herbs; ask your doctor if the herbs you want to try will interfere with other medications you may be taking.
A severe case of major depression may not respond to lifestyle and herbal remedies alone, but these simple treatments will enhance the effectiveness of medications. There is hope!