It’s a phase and It will pass

Just woke up from a peaceful slumber. When you have an experience and you express so as people could relate, then choosing the title seems insignificant but a tedious task. Since you would want people to get attracted towards the article so as to unveil the hidden agenda you have. (No click bait here). My post is dedicated to those who don’t have a degree in treating people of clinical depression or anxiety but aren’t bad or insensitive. We are among those few who don’t even understand the meaning of depression or anxiety except for the words and what they suggest, though a thorough research may subject us as having some of the similar traits. We are among those unaware of these terms and what goes on in our minds, but due to the contemporary situation people might consider us insensitive. But an alternate reality exists. We aren’t insensitive but we don’t feel the need to show that we do care. On the contrary anyone can call us at any time and we won’t disappoint. We aren’t inaccessible but we are unaware of the subtle signs. It’s because how different people have a different outlook towards life.

I personally feel I don’t reach out to people and no offence but many of us don’t actually feel the need. Instead we may talk to someone about something light and funny and may go on with the day. But the issue still exists at the back of the mind. Somewhere piling up.

I almost lost track of what I actually wanted to convey. Now let’s get into a simple experiment turned experience. All of us have good days, bad days and even worse days when we refuse to get up. It gets hard to go on with the normal functioning of the day. For me the days are described as follows

Good days- Everything goes according to how you plan, certain good conversation with close friends and family and suddenly you’re at the pinnacle of your personal glory

Bad days- Things don’t go according to how you’ve planned but you somehow manage to go through. We always try, sometimes we get there sometimes we don’t. Somehow you manage to have a positive approach throughout.

Worse days- Things don’t work out even if you’ve been honest in your approach. Day seems to be overwhelming. It gets hard to even try to get a pinch of positive approach. Minute activities take longer to get done. For eg- getting up from bed ( you anticipate ‘whether it is even worthwhile to get up or shall I just surround myself with the limited comforts of my bed and the surrounding pillow’). Since All other objects start getting alien towards your grief and you don’t know what lemons they may give you.

I recently had one of my worse days. My worse days are remote since I manage to keep afloat with that positive approach thing. Worse days fails to awaken that positivity. It even fails to wake me up to the beauties of life. Like every cliche advice I tried to drag myself to get up. I could feel that with numerous bad days I was actually lagging but I had somehow overlooked that. I had a hunch- let’s try and meditate for some time.

Mind you I am not even a slightest bit patient. To be frank closing my eyes even for few seconds makes me restless. I feel like a prey unguarded for the predators to attack. Every time I try and setup a higher goal my mind becomes a video game. It’s like come on you can do better and all, though I am a noob. Suddenly I had a brilliant idea. Like let’s imagine my body as the skeleton we’ve seen in our biology books. Let’s just recall what all bones do we have. Not just bones but some organs too. I started my journey from the toe bones towards the pelvic girdle all the way up through the backbone and the arms and finally reached towards the cranium. Asking every bone of their well-being and consoling the once I’ve impacted the most during my shoulder problem. Next I could picture my heart pumping blood with all it’s might. I started asking all the bones to thank heart and suddenly I could see my heart smiling and continuing with more vigour. Next I could remember my kidneys stomach and lungs and followed the the same drill. Finally time came for all organs to send their mascots to the brain. I could picture brain as the eldest member of the family abound with experience  being all witty and silent. It was time for us to finally thank our brain to balance between our consciousness and subconsciousness. This was a very short intro to the topic of being grateful. I could feel my body suddenly relaxing. I could picture toxins getting drained  out and evaporating. Though it could be a result of my over active imagination but, I could blatantly express has been the most beautiful experience I’ve had. And the outcome is this blog post. Do try if you want, it might help and give a feedback in the comment section . Till then peace and health to all.❤️❤️