Help yourself because no one else will.

There are some days when you just get too tired. Emotionally tired, physically tired, mentally tired.

The feeling to not do anything sticks with you for a long time. The melancholy which sets in is depressing and doesnt seem to end.

The light at the end of the tunnel seems fictional. All that you can see is darkness around and you being dispersed in it.

You want to come out of it but you cannot. Darkness is ruthless and its grip tenacious. If you let the feeling linger around you all the time, it will pull you in more.

But as soon as you try to free yourself from its shackles the better you start feeling.

What got you here wont get you there. It means everytime you are sad you have to use different tactics to come out of the sadness. The same way wont always work for different situations.

The more you work at it, the better you get at it. Meditation is one fantastic option. And by meditation I dont mean closing your eyes and sitting for hours together, trying not to think.

For me meditation means to sit still at one place, it can be for 10 minutes or more and think or not think. I dont shut my thoughts. Rather I can't. The more I try to, the more fidgety I become.

So I have found my way of feeling serene. And that is to be alone. No kids. No hubby. Just alone time. Looking at something, anything, taking a deep breath and just sitting. Thinking, maybe not.

Nothing needs to be uniformed. Sometimes its random. Sometimes its rhythmical. Sometimes it's about nothing and other times its about everything.

There need not be any structure or form to whatever you are thinking. What's more essential and these days difficult to find is the me time, which we have lost in this fast track digital world.

Keeping a journal is also a good form of stress buster. Initially it may seem like a struggle and it may seem absurd to write about daily trivia. but gradually it starts making sense and you start liking it. It soon becomes a habit.

Sometimes pampering yourself comes in handy. A bit of shopping, a massage, an outing, binge movie watching. I personally like to add more plants to my nursery and read books when I am feeling low.

Keeping yourself surrounded by friends, spending time with your loved ones and being engaged in what you love to do are the top most activities which will help you bid goodbye to the blues.

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