If you’re a writer living with depression, you might not know where to turn. There are days when depression devours your words and you find yourself incapable of working. People tell you you’re not alone. So why does it feel like you are?
As an author with chronic depression, Giselle Renarde created this book as a means of reaching out to other writers with hope in hand. The Depression Handbook for Writers includes:
The Depression Handbook for Writers was written for you, with love, care, and encouragement.
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Genre: SELF-HELP / Mood DisordersI wrote this book to help other authors living with depression, so I'd like to get The Depression Handbook for Authors into the hands of writers beyond the English-speaking world.
Help! I’m Depressed!
Simple things that lift my mood.
I’ve compiled a list of very simple things I do that help to improve my mood. Hopefully some of these options will help you too, or at least get you thinking, in practical terms, about what drives you on days when depression takes hold:
Gardening
There’s something incredibly therapeutic about getting your hands down in the dirt.
I happen to live in a high-rise apartment building, but the need to watch things grow is strong. Over the years, I’ve amassed a number of planters, most of which I plucked out of people’s garbage.
In addition to my planters, in which I grow things like herbs, flowers, and vegetable plants, I also picked up a big Rubbermaid container and filled it with soil. If you’ve ever wondered whether it’s possible to grow potatoes in a balcony garden, I can tell you from experience: YES. They grow really well, actually.
But one of the most uplifting qualities of my garden is the tangibility of growth. We’re writers. A lot of the work we do isn’t tangible—not on a day-to-day basis. It’s certainly not something we can hold and admire at the end of the day.
With a garden, you can see new growth from day to day. It’s very encouraging.
I remember one summer when I was having a particularly hard time getting out of bed in the morning. Want to know what got me up and going? Okay, yeah, coffee—but, mentally, it was my garden.
The garden was the only thing in my life that changed from day to day. Every morning, I wanted to get up and go outside and see what was new. Nothing else in my life had that glorious power.
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