In all my years of fighting depression...one thing that has always made me feel better is the gym.
The same organ that can paralyze me in fear of so many things can also push yourself in a positive way on the other end of the existential spectrum...
If I sit around in fear and get stagnant and lazy then my depression gets a hold of me.
I’ve been in such panic attacks sometimes that I do endless sets of pushups and burpees so I don’t go to the ER.
If I move my ass with some purpose it lightens it’s daily grip.
I also understand that when I’m in a serious low it’s VERY hard for me to get my body to the gym.
As I sit here I can honestly say that the lowest times in my life have been when I didn’t have a gym membership.
Anyone else feel like movement is one of the only fail safe coping mechanisms?