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Dougald Hine's avatar

One of my stranger friends taught me to recognise the days (or weeks or seasons) when what's called for is to lift the oars out of the water. It's a different metaphor, but I think there's a lot in common with your way of coming to terms with the black dog. Where my younger self would read back from the sense of uselessness and futility that comes on those days, to draw conclusions about my own fundamental nature and character flaws, or the nature and flaws of the world in which I find myself, my friends advice was to take this as a thing that happens, a kind of weather that blows through now and then, never wholly predictable. The important thing, he went on, is to recognise when it's one of those days (or weeks or seasons) and not try to go anywhere, not try to add any forward momentum, because your little boat won't be pointing in the right direction, and you won't be able to find your bearings. So lift your oars out of the water for a while and wait, because the weather will change soon enough. I've found this to be good advice.

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Brian Mcleish's avatar

I refer to it as the "vampire squid" because it clings to me with too many arms to shake free and sucks the life out of my day.

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