When I get truly fed up ( cyclical depressive ), my wake up call is realising that I have a fully functioning body, 2arms, 2legs, senses that work. Not to mention a roof, warm, clothed, loved one’s. At least two very nice bikes to ride.
Initially, it makes me feel worse, because I’m feeling fed up, down, depressed and what right, what reasons do I truly have to beat myself up? None, truth be told.
This turns to being grateful. Thankful for my health, my faculties, my assets ( no matter how lacking I believe they are ), thankful for my partner, my step son. Thankful for the greatest gift my dad gave me when he died suddenly when I was 18. Just very thankful and grateful that I am here to experience the universe as a human being! The sunrise, sunset, cold rain, warm summer sun, fresh air and the smell,of the woods as I ride through them.
Take a day or two out OP. Go for a long ride, spend an impromptu day with your loved one’s and give thanks 😀
You might feel better for it.