You know what’s fun about depression? I mean, besides absolutely fricking nothing? The complete and total inability to give a crap. Sure there are perks: living in pajamas because you never go anywhere, binge watching TV shows because you’re not about to move off of the couch, etc.
Giving in to that lethargy is ceding a battle to depression. I, myself, love the pajama clad, Gilmore Girls watching lifestyle. I truly do. I’ve been rocking that particular style for a while now but I’m on season 7 and I can’t let that become my life. I started thinking the other day and remembering how I used to read for the blind in SC. I used to go to the SC Commission for the Blind every Thursday morning and read news articles from the paper from 6:30-7:30. I also would go to the SC State Library and read articles from The Sandlapper and other SC magazines for the their Talking Books program. I loved it. In fact, my dream job would be to narrate audio books. (Maybe I just like the sound of my own voice.)
I decided to see if I could do that again, here in Idaho. I called the Idaho Commission for the Blind and they don’t have any programs like that but they referred me to the Idaho Commission for Libraries and their Talking Book program. I went in today for orientation. Right now they don’t have a need for new narrators but they do need people to edit what has been recorded. Guess who just happens to have editing experience. I now have a commitment to spend at least 2 hours each week editing there. I’ll eventually be put on the reading schedule, but the editing makes me happy too. This gets me out of my house and my head while enabling me to help others. It’s a philanthropic “fuck you” to Depression.
Maybe you have something you don’t do anymore that you used to love. Maybe there’s something you’ve always wanted to do but have never gotten around to it. Don’t let the lethargy consume you. Get out there and do something that makes you smile. It doesn’t have to be volunteer work like I’m doing. It’s okay to be selfish and do something for yourself. Take a step toward making a dream come true. Hell, just take a step outside your front door. Let the wind blow the cobwebs off of you. Tell Depression you have a date with yourself and they’re not invited. Just. Do. Something.