My Personal Anti-Depressant

On the ‘bad’ days, I often find myself spending alone time on a peaceful walk. I venture out to the nearest wooded land, and take some time to think over my thoughts. No matter the situation, thought or stress, there is no problem that can not be solved just from a simple walk. I understand that everyone deals with difficult times and situations differently, and I no way am I stating that all of your issues will be solved with a simple trip down the road. One thing I have learnt is that everyone has an ‘anti-stressor’. Perhaps a simple cup of tea, or spending time with family/friends may be the perfect solution for you! Or maybe medication helps relieve those down days.

So what is it about a walk that relaxes my mind?
Wooded areas are known to have small creatures, water features (river, pond or waterfall) and that fresh air smell. Now that we have officially peaked winter, I find it is the perfect time to venture out and explore the town I am lucky to call home. I live in a tourist destination, in the heart of the Brecon Beacons (a national park in Wales, UK), known for its open landscape, beautiful waterfalls and adventurous walks. In some ways, as strange as it may sound, it takes me back to my childhood, a time where play and adventure was the heart of the soul.

I feel a sudden relief once that cold air hits my cheeks, and the river water slowly turns to ice. When the small snowflakes begin to fall, and the mist begins to cover the view. My favourite walk is up the peak of the mountain, where you find a single bench overlooking the trees and fields below. In all the times I have been up there, I have never come across another person, just my dog and I. Its perfect for the days that seem never ending, and all hope is slowly begin to drop. For the days that nudge you over the edge.

I am very much enjoying hearing your stories and thoughts, and I am trying to get back to everyone as soon as possible. Perhaps you would like to share your favourite remedy for those pesky days and thoughts?

On a final note, all I want to say is that there is always hope, even when you feel all is gone.

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