Savor the Good Days

We all have them, even in the deepest, darkest pits of depression there are Good Days. Days where you're not as fatigued or quite as depressed or even days where you're not suicidal, depending on how severe the depression is. Days where the world doesn't seem quite as horrible as usual. When I was in the worst of my depression, I didn't even have Good Days. I had Good Hours. The thing about those Good Days or Hours or whatever the case may be is that you have to cherish them. Don't question them. Don't think about when they are going to end. Just appreciate them for what they are: a break. A reprieve. Do things you love to do but normally don't have energy for. Hang out with friends or family. Go outside and enjoy the sunshine. Get out of your pajamas and go live. I know how hard it can be to do any of those things when in the depths of depression. Sometimes it's hard to appreciate the Good Days with the mindset of "well just because I'm okay now doesn't mean anything; it'll be back." Chances are it will come back, but you need to enjoy the Good Days and hold onto them for when the bad ones do come back. Make good memories during those days and hold onto them when things get bad again so you remember that your life isn't completely horrible even though it may seem like it when you're depressed. I used to be in the same boat. During the worst of it, as soon as my Good Hour ended, I'd immediately go back to believing my life wasn't worth living because I'd already forgotten the good things that had just transpired. Even now, looking back at my senior year of high school, all I remember is the bad. There were good moments in there, I know that much, but I have a much harder time remembering them. Savoring the good times amidst so much bad can be hard, but doing it really helps you keep going. Plus when you're looking back on your life (hello, senior year) you won't be stuck with the regret that you remembering nothing positive from certain periods of your life. Seriously, half of high school is a complete blur to me because of how depressed I was. I don't recommend that to anyone. The most important thing to remember when the Good Day ends is that they will come again. Depression seems infinite when you're in it, but it really doesn't last forever, I promise.