Memes about mental health

Some truth to this, tho one should not think narrowly of only structured physical exercise (jogging, biking, running, sit ups, squats etc).

Having battled depression for most of my life, for me, being productive helps: Ticking off short and long term 'to do' lists (which living rural often involves heavy repetitive physical activities) goals; just the daily must dos for furbabies and interactions with them; being helpful to others also good antidepressants.

But you don't want to get me started on why food is not only a heavily abused anti-anxiety drug, but antidepressant, and anti boredom drug, especially for Boomers.
 
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I think food is beginning to be noted as the addiction it can be. As a child I had no access to drugs or alcohol to cope with the abuse. We were not poor, there was food. I was also isolated and not released from the house or yard for weeks at a time. A set up for weight gain if there was one. Worked out great for my mother at least.
 
Some truth to this, tho one should not think narrowly of only structured physical exercise (jogging, biking, running, sit ups, squats etc).

Having battled depression for most of my life, for me, being productive helps: Ticking off short and long term 'to do' lists (which living rural often involves heavy repetitive physical activities) goals; just the daily must dos for furbabies and interactions with them; being helpful to others also good antidepressants.

But you don't want to get me started on why food is not only a heavily abused anti-anxiety drug, but antidepressant, and anti boredom drug, especially for Boomers.
I thought perhaps working part time would help me with losing weight. It never did. I am beyond stressed, upset and unhappy at work. after work, all I want to do is be home with the cats and eat something in front of the TV. I need to get back to walking. I do good for a couple of weeks and then it's always a fail. Back to what I've done since age 8. I'm so sick of it.
 
They say "one picture is worth a thousand words", never more true than with Today's trend toward using memes to convey meaning. This one is sums it up succinctly:

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People get anxious, nervous, scared, whatever, the first thing we do is get something to eat. I have no idea why we do that. I knew a woman that was married to my friend and she would get panic attacks. Each time she got an attack, she would grab something to eat and drink.

I told her one day that I had read an article about people who got panic attacks, if they would go out for a fast paced walk or a light jog, it would help them get through it. She told me a few months later that she tried it and it did help her. I spoke to our psychiatrist once about panic attacks and he said they were built up energy that needed to be released and running, swimming , bicycling or any type of active exercise would help alleviate the symptoms.

I only had 1 that I can think of and that was when I was preparing to perform my solo in a plane. I had myself so worked up, I wouldn’t have been able to spit, even if I wanted to. My mouth was as dry as Cotten. I took 18 lessons in a Cessna and really wanted my private pilots license. I think I put too much emphasis on it.
 
Our psychiatrist is hired privately. He is not an employee. The psychiatrist that we used that year was funny. He would try to make light of everything. He asked me why was I nervous. I told him the typical answer ‘suppose something goes wrong and I don’t know what to do?’ He said the human mind is an incredible organ. When you get yourself into a situation where you could kill your self, the brain will guide you. I have to be honest and tell you that he wasn’t very assuring to me.

I flew several times after I got my license, but renting a plane became very expensive. I had thought about buying one, but the storage and maintenance would have cost me a fortune. I gave up my license 8 years ago.
 
I thought perhaps working part time would help me with losing weight. It never did. I am beyond stressed, upset and unhappy at work. after work, all I want to do is be home with the cats and eat something in front of the TV. I need to get back to walking. I do good for a couple of weeks and then it's always a fail. Back to what I've done since age 8. I'm so sick of it.
You know Remy, for a lot of people, exercise is not fun, so they often give it up after a short term. You might try putting on music and dancing, even around the house. There is a reason why people are smiling when they are dancing, because it is fun. Plus it can burn a fair amount of calories, depending on the degree of effort. Anyway, it's just a suggestion. Do it when you're dusting, or cooking, or vacuuming, or doing laundry. Just don't lose your balance. Just get your body moving, that's all.
 
A Facebook post by a Taichi mentor of mine


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We become what we think. If you don't like who you are then change your thinking.
There is another way, if that does not work.
We think what we do. If you don't like your thinking you then change your behaviour.

This is commonly known as cognitive behavioural therapy (CBT)
Most common way to change is through thoughts C->BT; after all, we are thinking machines.
The other way, B->CT also works well, but for me it takes more courage to do so because I have to go against my own thinking.

A good example is whenever I have to do something I always seem to dislike, such as vacuum cleaning. I have to use willpower to start vacuuming, but once I get going and see how well it cleans, I get encouraged (my thinking) to do a good job of it.
 
A typical 3am session for me:

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Almost every night of my life and I can narrow it down to, "things you should have said or done." My brain is like an old record player and the same stack of long-playing records play every night and sometimes during the day. I can almost hear that automatic arm swing over and drop the next one. It skips a little and then starts up and I think , "Oh yeah, it's that one where I didn't simply call the airport and arrange a flight back home," or "that one where I didn't just stay in the laundry room and not answer the phone."
 

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