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to make it through the rough days:
A now deleted Reddit user, upon being asked how they were able to overcome depression:
“Time and practice. Whenever I was unhappy, or felt my thoughts going in circles, I sat down and practiced meditation. Don’t think about the past, don’t care about the future, just feel the breath as it tickles your upper lip. Focus on the here and now. I have food, water, and shelter. My stomach is full, my body is warm, my ears are full of lovely music. Nothing more is needed to be happy. The future does not matter. The past is quickly forgotten. I am here, I am now. And I told myself that, over and over. Every morning. Every night. While exercising. While eating. Until it became true. Until the only perspective that mattered was mine, and the only thing my perspective showed me was this moment, simple existence, the physical weight of my chest as it rose and fell, the patterns of light that struck my eyes, the feel of my legs on the bed, the sound of my breath in an empty room, the air that filled my lungs, the warmth inside my head, the feeling of cloth on skin, the smell of my body, the kink in my neck, the intensity of a purely animal existence.
I don’t want to feel like a failure, because it makes it impossible for me to be the person I want to be. So I filled up my mind with the present, until there was no more room for anything else.”
- Student: Can I borrow a pencil
- Teacher: I don't know, CAN you?
- Student: Yes, also colloquial irregularities occur frequently in any language and since you and the rest of our present company understood my intended meaning, being particular about the distinctions between "can" and "may" is purely pedantic and arguably pretentious
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