This doesn't help me. I know that there are many, many people who have survived horrendous experiences and terrible tragedies. I know that for the most part, I have it pretty good. Then I begin to think that I don't have the right to feel the way I feel. I begin to lose sight of the fact that I have a disease and become overwhelmed by guilt. What right do I have to be depressed? That sort of thing. The guilt just adds to the downward spiral.
I do agree that I need to become more aware of the times when I feel good. Yesterday I got a call from my doctor's office on some recent blood work and it was good news (for a change). I've been working very hard to keep my blood sugar under tight control (I'm diabetic) and to keep my cholesteral down, both of which I have accomplished. I remember that I was surprised to discover that I actually felt proud of myself, that I was happy about something. Those moments are easy to overlook when I'm depressed.
But I think each of us has to do what works for us. I appreciate that you are trying to give alternatives for others to consider.
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