[Zencat]

Your title "Depression and neglecting the body" jumped right out to me. Aww when I was in one of my worst depressive episodes, things like taking a shower every 3 or 4 days seemed to be just to much to do.

Wearing the same ole dirty pants and shirt day after day...ewwww...even spraying my garments with Lysol...just to get by.

Major depression is nothing to joke about.

At one point in my depression it had me bed ridden, miserable and nonfunctional. Oh how I got by day to day during that time was unspeakable. Just nasty how I was living.

Then one day after reading and reading and talking to others that wanted to help me, I started to do small things for myself...like taking a shower even when every fiber in my body resisted to the very idea. I went outside on my front door porch...even if it was to sit in the sunlight for 10 minuets. I hated it but did it. But piece by piece I took on more challenges...slowly yes...but I did them, Wash a few garments, do a few dishes, change my bedding, dust a bit...little by little...I plodded on.

I started to maintain a regiment of the things I started to do and added a little more to it as the weeks and months went by. I sticked with medication that didn't seem to work at first but as I worked to improve my condition...the med's seemed to work better.

Strange...the med's worked better, as I worked to make better changes in my life with depression. Later I went through small med adjustments over a considerable amount of time. Along with continuing to maintain my daily routine of stuff to do.

I consider myself extremely blessed and one of the very few that have made it out of a condition that would have dying in bed with no hope what so ever.