This is more about your general patterns of living, thinking, and feeling than any one thing that you do. It’s not a brain disease, it’s a pattern of emotions and thoughts. The drugs don’t really work to solve the problem, which is why 90%+ of people who get off the SSRIs relapse back into it.
I was once pretty deep in it, back before magick when I realized something about my life, and it turned around for me when I spent a couple months somewhere else around completely different people with so much stuff to do that I was pretty into that it snapped me the fuck out of it basically immediately. It was also the manifestation of a 10+ year dream for me, which didn’t hurt.
You more or less have to force yourself to do stuff and like it. Exercise is a good start. I like yoga (I have 3 videos from youtube I do every week). Something like martial arts or dancing or sports or some social physical activity is good and keeps you to a schedule where you have to go and do stuff with people.
It’s probably a good idea to shake things up in your life. Change is what you want, so even if you deep down do like what you are doing in your life, you have to make it easy for yourself to feel that and realize it. Perhaps easier said than done, which is why shaking it up can help. What you do not want to do is let yourself get sucked down into the spiraling pit of despair. That’s what the issue is. Walk past the spiraling pit of despair into the meadow of havin a good time. Allow yourself to have a good time. If the thing is not a good time, do something else, but only if you are reasonably sure that it’s not just you fucking with yourself. Being depressed is mostly just you fucking with yourself, so bear that in mind.
You have to do stuff. I do very much so enjoy watching my shows and reading, but it is relatively easy to stop paying attention or kind of be halfway into it while your mind goes back to the spiraling pit of despair. This is also kind of true for other activities, and if you are very active and engaged while watching/reading then that’s a different thing, but again here you want to make this as easy for yourself as possible. Being harsh with yourself is part of the problem. Getting your ass in gear is fine, but it’s not the end of the world, whatever it is. You do have to get moving though. You absolutely, have to have to do that. That’s just how it is, nothing to be ashamed about.
There is also magick. If you have developed your ability to sense magickal energy, this can be a very natural pick-me-up that carries over into your other activities. Actively working towards goals, checking off progress, and seeing the results of what you do is also quite inspiring and motivational once you cultivate some passion. Passion has to be stoked, like a flame, but once it gets going so long as you maintain it and keep it alive it will fill you with a sense of pleasure and satisfaction, especially as you become more skilled and knowledgeable.
I’m not a psychologist, but depression in my opinion could be said to be a lack of passion. Passion is what makes you want to do stuff in a way that feels good and deeply fulfilling. You’ll sometimes hear people say stuff like “dopamine detox,” and there is some truth in this. I enjoy my memes and such things, and meme scholaring is fun and amusing, but absent-mindedly scrolling or browsing is how you get sucked into the spiraling pit of despair because if the general pattern of mental behavior for you could be called depression, you need to introduce a positive force, ideally many of them, that overpowers the spiraling pit of despair.
Life has ups and downs. That’s just how it is. Regardless of this, though, how you react to things and how you actively intend to be is what colors your experience. The spiraling pit of despair sucks the energy out of everything and induces intense, intense lethargy that can make this difficult, which is why you have to claw yourself out inch by inch and then take a shit down the pit or something cause you’re up here and it’s down there, and I don’t plan on going back down there.
Well, someday I think I will delve back down into the pit, but it will be in search of knowledge, and it will be balanced by passion.
Perfectly balanced, as all things should be. Too much despair? Let it fade away, burnt into ashes by the flame.