Showing posts with label reading. Show all posts
Showing posts with label reading. Show all posts

Wednesday, 28 January 2015

A Wise and Comforting Poem by Rumi

The Guest House

This being human is a guest house.
Every morning a new arrival.
A joy, a depression, a meanness,
some momentary awareness comes
as an unexpected visitor.

Welcome and entertain them all!
Even if they're a crowd of sorrows,
who violently sweep your house
empty of its furniture.

Still, treat each guest honorably.
He may be cleaning you out
for some new delight.

The dark thought,  the shame, the malice.
Meet them at the door laughing,
and invite them in.

Be grateful for whoever comes,
because each has been sent
as a guide from beyond.

Rumi

I read this poem in Ruby Wax's fascinating and very helpful book 'Sane New World: Taming the Mind'. It's a fascinating look "under the bonnet" to see how the brain works, with some practical advice and techniques mostly based on mindfulness meditation, as well as Ruby's own experience of depression. I am now going to seek out a mindfulness workshop - the evidence seems clear that this is a great way to tackle unhelpful thinking habits. I shall report back!

A picture by my daughter - it looks spookily like how my brain feels sometimes.

Sunday, 25 January 2015

Bed

Adverts for mattresses remind us that we spend a third of our lives in bed. If you have depression, my guess is that during the rough times the amount of time we spend in bed increases a lot. My bed is like a raft on a stormy sea, it is my refuge and my haven, and because of this, I try to make my bed as comfortable as possible. If you have depression, I recommend you do the same. I truly believe that our environment has an impact on our well-being, and that a messy, stuffy and dirty bedroom will not lift spirits.

Tracy Emin's art installation 'Bed'
Mattress
Get the best mattress you can afford, and the type that to you feels most supportive yet yielding, that hugs the curves of your body and doesn't give you back ache. Check if the shop where you buy your mattress will take away your old one - this saves you a job. If you can't afford a new mattress, invest in a feather or memory foam mattress topper, which will add comfort and warmth.

Bed linen
This should be 100% cotton, so it is breathable and not hot and sticky. I like pure white sheets and duvet covers, there is something about its crispness that I find comforting. John Lewis, Argos and Ikea have good ranges of pure cotton bed linen. Get a lovely fluffy duvet or if you like the weight and heft of blankets, make sure you have enough to layer up. If you only invest in one thing, get a really good pillow.

Warmth
I absolutely love my electric blanket. I have a double bed and I can warm up one side of the bed, but keep the other side cool should I overheat. If I am spending the day in bed but I don't want to heat the whole house, I can make my bed a cosy sanctuary, and it definitely helps to relax tense muscles and warm cold feet. If you can't afford an electric blanket, a hot water bottle or one of those microwaveable heat packs is a useful alternative. No one wants to be cold in bed.

Entertainment
Bring your radio, or if you have a smartphone, get the BBC iplayer app and you can listen to the gentle sounds of Radio 4, Radio 3 or the World Service, or download podcasts. Choose history or nature documentaries - favourite Radio 4 programmes of mine are 'Something Understood' and of course, 'All in the Mind'. If you can cope with reading, choose books that are old favourites. If you want to watch TV, choose programmes that aren't going to make you feel anxious or that are too hard to follow. When I felt particularly bad, I could only face wildlife and gardening programmes. Avoid the news.

Attire
'Lounge wear' is ideal - so if you need to answer the door or have a visitor, it isn't too mortifying. Soft, flowing cotton jersey trousers, baggy layered tops, sweatshirts, hoodies - stuff that doesn't make you look too much like you've rolled out of bed. You can get lots of cotton, soft and comfortable pyjamas that don't look too pyjama-ey from Primark. Or if you are feeling lavish and want to shop online, Hush has some beautiful things that will wash really well and last for ages.

Clean
Sometimes this isn't possible because you feel too awful, but a shower and clean PJs can be a real pick-me-up. If you can't manage this, brush your hair and brush your teeth at least once a day. If you are feeling really low, and friends ask what they can do to help, ask them to change the sheets on your bed, have a quick tidy up, vacuum and air your bedroom. A little bunch of flowers will make the room more cheerful. While they do this, you have a warm deep bath with clean PJs on standby, and when you get in to bed, you will feel so much better.

Nourishment
Have some snacks by your bed and a jug of fresh water. Keep hydrated. If you venture down to the kitchen to make some tea or coffee, don't just make one mug, fill a Thermos. Good 'non-crumby' snacks to have on hand are almonds, dried fruit, flapjack and bananas. Keep your medications handy, so you don't need to get out of bed to take them on time.

Image courtesy of Nina Holst.

Thursday, 22 January 2015

Mental Health Memoirs or '50 Shades of Grey'

Now, I love a good mental health misery memoir. I find them reassuring (“at least I’m not the only nutcase”), comforting (“at least I’m not as bad as that”) and the narrative arc they follow – back story, crisis, road to recovery, quietly optimistic finale – is satisfying when your own life fits no pattern or path, and you are navigating the wilderness without a route map.

However, these memoirs should come with a health warning. Inevitably they are chronicles of pretty bloody bad cases of mental distress. For the authors to be compelled to write them, and the publishers to publish them, they are dramatic tales of rock bottom and then recovery. There are no memoirs (to my knowledge) of the daily, mundane, tedious struggles with mild to moderate anxiety and depression that the vast majority of us face.

Many people who live with anxiety and depression are superficially functioning pretty well – holding down jobs, being parents, paying bills – but the toll that just getting by takes on battered psyches is huge. We self medicate (booze, carbs, recreational drugs, crap telly, excessive sleeping or even exercising), we flop on the sofa and lie there like Jabba the Hutt for entire weekends, we withdraw from anything vaguely sociable, much loved hobbies seem like chores, chatting on the ‘phone or making small talk is a struggle. This life, this shadowy, gloomy, one-foot-in-front-of-the-other life, is not the stuff of books and memoirs. It is boring to live it, let alone write about it.


So, that is why reading these memoirs can be dangerous if you are looking for clues about your own situation. You read them, and think, “blimey, I’m not that bad” and tell yourself you can’t have serious enough depression or anxiety to seek help. And you struggle on for longer than you ought to, with your little toolkit of props and crutches, rather than facing the fact that the life you are living is not really a life at all.

Depression and anxiety come in all different shapes and sizes, and medical people give them labels such as mild, moderate or severe.  I’ve had them all, and they are all grim - but for different reasons. Severe depression, the focus of many of the memoirs, is dramatic, obvious, life threatening and absolutely irrefutable. Your body and your mind, your very essence, have crashed and burned. Elvis has left the building. You look in the mirror and don’t recognise yourself. Getting through one minute at a time feels like a feat of endurance. Suicide seems a useful option. You are in crisis and everyone can see it. And that is the ‘joy’ (ha!) of severe depression. You can no longer function, and people will see you are folding in on yourself, you won’t be able to cope at all and I hope, for your sake, that something will be done. It is the car crash scenario, and people around you will ensure you are rushed into the mental equivalent of A&E for swift treatment with no questions asked.

Stretching the car accident analogy, mild or moderate depression is the whiplash of mental health – painful, debilitating and equally life-changing, but, because you can still trudge to school to drop the kids off, or show up to your desk at work, or shove some baked beans on toast at tea time – you and your friends and family might be fooled into thinking that things are OK, but just a bit crap. You have tiny glimpses of who you used to be, flashes of enthusiasm, bursts of energy…and you cling to these and hope they are the end of a rope that will pull you out of your mental quagmire. You spend an afternoon, doing the things you used to find satisfying or enjoyable (Housework! Shopping! Going to the gym! Having a proper laugh with a friend! Actually enjoying a game with your kids!). But, sadly, inevitably, you pay a price for believing you can put the ‘fun’ back into functioning. You hit a wall, your energy slumps and your mood flops back into apathy or the meat grinder of dread and worry.

And this cycle of feeling a modicum better and then feeling crap, getting through the days, is what ultimately can lead to a bigger mental crisis further down the line. It kids you into thinking you are OK, that if you can hang on till Christmas/summer/your holiday you will cheer up. Don’t be fooled. Get help. You are not living, you are surviving. And you could waste years of your life lying on the sofa, never smiling and feeling defeated.

Now, despite the health warning about mental health memoirs, and because I am a mass of contradictions, I’m going to list my fave reads down below.  Interestingly, they are all by people who write for a living (journalists, poets, authors), and I think that helps make them more satisfying to read. Just don’t believe they are in any way the only blue print for mental distress and because you are not that bad, you don't need treatment:

My Age of Anxiety by Scott Stossel
Fascinating and thoroughly researched, Scott Stossel shows how crippling anxiety doesn't have to hold you back.

Shoot the Damn Dog by Sally Brampton
Behind the glamour of editing fashion magazines, Sally Brampton wrestled with and prevailed over depression. Good 'useful stuff' section at the end with advice about what can help.

Sunbathing in the Rain by Gwyneth Lewis
A brilliantly comforting and positive book about depression.

The Devil Within by Stephanie Merritt
Vivid and eloquent descriptions of a life lived with anorexia, anxiety and post-natal depression.

This memoir doesn't follow the usual narrative arc (which I like), but is so insightful and honest about living with obsessive compulsive disorder.

Through the Dark Woods by Joanne Swinney
This is written from a Christian perspective - and is excellent at looking at how the Church helps or hinders those with mental illness.

Just out of interest, do you have a favourite mental health memoir (not because I am a mental health memoir junkie or anything...)?