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Wellness Wednesday for September 2, 2026

The Wednesday Wellness threads are meant to encourage users to ask for and provide advice and motivation to improve their lives. It isn't intended as a 'containment thread' and any content which could go here could instead be posted in its own thread. You could post:

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I administered myself the relevant instruments for assessing depression. I had a handful of episodes of passive suicidal ideation. I have my own notes from the worst patches, missives to a future self who was hopefully better off. That's me, today, but it's rather grim reading.

It was exactly as serious as I feared. It really couldn't have been much worse without a complete and utter breakdown. Sure, I've been clinically depressed to some degree for >95% of the last ten years, but it's usually mild to moderate. Having thoughts about walking into traffic after something as silly as a bad date and a few drinks was... new. May it stay old.

Rather annoyingly, now that my "urgent" appointment with a shrink is coming up, I've gotten better. You can't treat depression that doesn't exist anymore, but you can put yourself on their radar and ensure that you get somewhat more timely care next time.

(The wait is... concerningly close to how long it takes to spontaneously recover from a typical depressive episode without treatment. I'd call that intentional if that wasn't giving the NHS too much credit. The service is just overburdened and under staffed, I say as someone shouldering the burden. The irony of it isn't lost on me at all.)

I'd say that my depression getting better wasn't mysterious at all. It started due to immense stress. It got better as I adjusted to the workload, and the real turning point was my slightly hardass boss telling me he was happy with my performance. I could feel the muscles unknotting, as I realized that putting in 120% effort had paid off, and even better, I would be able to sustain things at mere 80% throttle for the rest of the placement.

As I intend to tell a more qualified and better paid shrink: clearly stress reactive, or vulnerable to psychosocial stressors.

Will this relief last? I don't know. Odds are against it, probably, given my history. But it clearly had a massive component of "shit life syndrome" and I managed to make my life markedly less shit.

Anyway. Sorry you had to go through your own issues, and happy that you're better. I found it very helpful to remind myself, at the nadir, that things would get better if I toughed it out. They did. I agree that winters are awful. That is why I usually flee to warmer climes. I'll get a SAD lamp anyway, if I remember to. Or join the local lassies at a tanning booth, if I ever lose all dignity.