You have been stuck on ‘Park Lane’ too long.
Even if you click on the image twice ?
alright, don’t rub it in, I can’t even see the image once.
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It’s the small pleasures Paul, the simple stuff, concentrate on these, even if it’s down to moments. Put those moments together and your mood will turn, as it has done before. You know the score. 
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How do I feel - abysmal
Working from home in a job I blatantly couldn’t give a shit about in my current mental state - Christ knows how they haven’t noticed. Barely see anyone for weeks on end, only reason I’m bothering to carry on is because I can’t bear putting grief on my family.
What a load of old bollocks
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Felt very similar last summer and took myself off sick for a couple of months to get my head together. I don’t know what industry you work in but people are hiring. I made a positive decision to walk away and get a new job.
Whatever you decide, don’t let work crap hang over you.
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Yeah, it’s the first time working from home and I’ve realised that … despite doing it for a fair few years … DevOps is hard and stressful. I just don’t have the interest for it anymore. I was never that sociable before these multiple lockdowns but at least I could see someone, do something. I feel if I have a few weeks off I’ll just lie on my sofa, get pissed on Fridays and listen to records and fall even further behind. I actually got so smashed by myself a few weeks ago I got up - blacked out and smashed the TV to bits while hitting my face on the TV unit. Claret, everywhere. Not my finest point in life.
Now I sound like a complete alcoholic but only drink once a week ffs
At least it wasn’t the stereo I guess
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Chatting about it is a good first step.
Ima move this into the relevant thread because there are loads of people here that can help and offer advice
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Could you move my reply here Mark
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It is a very good reason. Take some time away from work. Read some good books and maybe take advantage of the many free and easy to access therapy services which have surfaced during this shit storm. I know personally how hard it can be to speak to a stranger but honestly it really can be a life changer. Even here can be a huge support, you’ve made a step posting the truth. Look after yourself and keep posting how you feel.
It’s always better to share than stay silent. 
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There are times when talking things over ‘with’ a complete stranger offering a professional but not personally involved perspective can be the way forward … Viz organisations like The Samaritans…
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They can be a great help but currently there are some top therapists offering their services for free via the links posted by @Mrs_Maureen_OPinion and @MGOwner if I remember it right, in reply to me up the thread.
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I think sometimes it’s the change that matters, not how much you drink relative to other people. We’re finding it difficult to not have 1 or 2 drinks every evening, which isn’t a lot, but the reason we feel it as slightly uncomfortable is that it’s a change, it’s possibly not a healthy response to the underlying reasons, and more than anything else we are very aware that if we didn’t work to keep ourselves in check we could easily get smashed every night 
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I’m drinking 3 - 5, 3 or 4 nights a week, but that’s no change, so all is good 
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Yep, same here. I try to keep tabs on my intake, and when I have been overdoing it for longer than is good for me, I will just stop for a month or two. I really enjoy a beer or five but likewise a period of abstinence is enjoyable in other ways. Overwhelmingly the best aspect of taking a break is better sleep and rest.
Mrs horace and I have come to the conclusion that simply getting smashed every night is probably less damaging to our health (and our relationship) than fretting about getting smashed every night (before going on to get smashed every night anyway).
It isn’t normally this bad, but who remembers what normal is these days?
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I wonder if they worried about this in the 1500s
I guess most of us would be dead by now already tbh
The last year has been
Bed desk sofa
Bed desk sofa
Oh it’s Friday bed desk sofa beer records
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I read Wolf Hall at the end of last year and I’m nearly through Bring Up The Bodies. If Hilary Mantel’s to be believed, and she has researched this well, they had loads of stuff to worry about in the 1500s.
The Sweating Sickness, for example. We’re still not sure what it was, except it was quite commonly fatal on the same day that you first showed symptoms.
Also the fact that the Christian religion, which was central to your life here and determined what happened to you for eternity after you died, was undergoing terrible schism. Saying the wrong thing could get you tortured to death. And if God agreed that it was wrong then you’d spend the hereafter in torment too. Even if you were quite good there was Purgatory (or there wasn’t).
Then there were foreign powers. Under Henry VIII, France, the Holy Roman Empire and, latterly, the Pope. Under Elizabeth I, Spain. Always, the Scots, including Mary, Queen of.
Towards the end they had bad weather, so bad harvests and famine.
They also had Shakespeare and Thomas Tallis though. So it wasn’t all bad.
VB
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I’ve suffered from depression all my adult life. After thirty-plus years of dealing with it, depression and I have reached a strange sort of accommodation - rather than fighting it, I’ve accepted it as an inseparable part of my makeup. I’ve done antidepressants (no thanks - fuck that to fucking fuckery), therapy (it works for some, but was of very limited help to me), denial (quite effective in short bursts, but the comedown can be brutal) and self-medication of assorted types (the very definition of the double-edged sword).
Honestly, I think I’m a better person than I might otherwise have been (if I’d lived a life free of the black dog). Of course, I have no personal frame of reference (depression is my normality), but I do sometimes (OK, more than sometimes) look at others and thank my lucky stars that I’m rather less of a cunt than some.
For all that, I wouldn’t wish depression on anyone. It’s a pain in the arse, and few people understand it or the challenges associated with it. You really do need to have been close to it to do so - and most, quite understandably, don’t want to go there.
If you are a fellow sufferer, I wish you all the best in finding your way through it.
To conclude on a high note, I look forward to meeting the originator of the phrase ‘Now turn that frown upside down’. If I ever do, I will remove the fucker’s head with a shovel and reattach it in accordance with his wishes.
There, I feel better already.
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