Right now, I feel good — and I really mean it. I have to remember this feeling for the next time my depression takes over. It’s strange how easy it is to have good days sometimes; you feel awful for no clear reason, and then suddenly, you feel better.
When I feel like this — light, grounded, okay — I try to remember it. How beautiful the sun is, how good my coffee tastes, the quiet moments that make me smile.
I try to write them down in my journal, so when the next hard week comes, I can remember what it’s like to feel good again.
It doesn’t always work. Sometimes the dark thoughts still win. But I think it matters to keep trying — to believe that even after the worst days, peace always finds its way back.
— Hannah Cooper, 32, Portland, OR
