Wicca vs. My environmental/eco Anxiety

I don't have nearly as many helpful suggestions for your current mindset as these other comments but I can tell you that I emphatize with swirling feelings of disconnection from the world as a result of depression. If you had told me 5 years ago (at the point where I had truly come to understand accept how adolescent depression had eaten away at me and I wanted to be a mentally healthy adult, began seeking therapy/treatment options, making commitments to myself) that I would consider myself depression free before 30.. I'd have been like "nah, you trippin'." But here I am on the other side** to say that from my perspective that fog of isolation, the feeling of being cut off from the energy of the world and other people is very real and very valid.

It's okay to sit on a nice bench at a park on a fine day and just cry a little bit because you realize you just haven't been in that moment for song long, haven't really felt the breeze sweep by and tickle. Nature doesn't care, you're a human living a human life span.. in the grander scheme, you've been gone but a minute.

I know you're just reading into Wicca and what follows isn't really Wicca but it's what helped me I think and gives you something to chew on.

Disclaimer: I pray and/or meditate 2 or 3 hours a day. Not all at once or anything and not the same thing every day but I try to make time every morning to get ready for the day (and maybe reflect on whatever I was dreaming about) and then also to decompress from work and cleanse myself of any little anxiety bunnies that I might have tracked into the house. But that's a lot of time, just for the sake of honest recipes.

I started by calling it Depression. I visualized it around me, a black fog. It was awful, I felt like I was disappearing from the world and into the fog all the time. So I said fine, and started pouring all my awful thoughts about myself out of my own body (bear with me on the new age talk, it's hard to describe the feeling of meditation?) and into the Depression. I declared I'd feed it instead of allowing it to feed on me. When I NEEDED to go somewhere and get something done but couldn't get of bed, I swear there'd be some days I'd muster up something and feel as if I was shedding an old cocoon as I'd rip myself into a sitting position. What kind of happened next I think was a progressive visualization of all the changes I was actively making in my life. The self care. So many sun lamps. Opening up to the people I cared about about how I was feeling and the things I was thinking and finding all of them so supportive, etc. The dark fig around me didn't lift, it became transparent so I felt heavy with it but it wasn't really ever impeding my life. Loving yourself means sometimes you can text your friend and say you don't want to go to the party because there are going to be too many people there you don't know and it has already been a very long work day, not because you got sick at the last minute. Not lying to people to cover my own sickness (even when it's stupid stuff like social obligations that none of my friends care about) was a turning point for me. It finally melded these two parts of me, the person I am around myself and the person that I was trying to be for my friends/family/coworkers. I started talking to God, and the gods and goddesses, and nature again long before I started talking to people. Every time I felt like I was having come sort of moment with the spirits or the world or heaven I'd have a tiny light burning away through the fog. Of course, my life has been an adventure in itself over the last couple of years and so I've drifted in and out of that particular visualization.. I don't really need it anymore, the fog's gone.

But I thought it was kind of funny, this was years ago and I've since moved a couple of times, made many friends.. and recently a new friend (that sees auras, I dunno, I can't but I believe) told me my aura has kind of an extra glowy kick to it. I like to believe this has something to do with it.

There were office visits, professionals, therapy, medication.. but there was also a spiritual journey in there for me.

** Everyone had bad days, but whereas depression used to genuinely affect my life.. my schoolwork, my job, my relationships.. now it is manageable and infrequent.

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