“Noble deds and hot baths are best cures for depression.”
Dodie Smith (1896 – 1996)
I’ve often wondered about depression. In a sense it’s like being emotionally compressed. It feels like being dehydrated, with all the energy having been with drawn from inside. It’s being out of control, hopeless and without the power to fight back. It’s difficult to own up to being depressed. Therefore it’s a monumental task to overcome it.
There is not a prescribed guideline, though many relay on drugs. I wonder why we are not all given the strength to know how to manage life’s obsiticles rather than throwing in the towell when life becomes too challenging.
Why weren’t our parents more concerned with our problem solving techniques? Why didn’t they prepare us for the barrage of challenges we inevitably are required to cross? Couldn’t they have tried to take their experiences and turn them into concrete measures that would shore up our psyche when our life would get out of control? Why hasn’t anyone ever figured out how to prepared their children to take those painful realities of day-to-day living and turn them into strength, flexibility, character, loving, acceptance, courage and faith in themself?
Then take the hot bath!