Usually, I breathe as this revives me...LOL

Exercise and take a lot of naps.

I'm in the wrong world or wrong timeframe. This is what things like MeTV are for. Binge watch this stuff and you can time travel to an area you are more comfortable with. Music is always good for the same thing. Just pick what you like and go with it. The problem is that I live this way. There is no way in hell that I can fully embrace the world around me. It has become the enemy.

Wine and Jazz

I go see the Blue Men Group.

Paint myself yellow and make green.

Extreme fitness, watch some George Carlin, have a long talk with a close friend.

Usually spend an excessive amount of time watching music videos. I've chosen other outlets before, like cleaning, sounds weird but it works sometimes.

Fagitaboutit

Being blue, most often a euphemism for being depressed, only happens situationally for me. Most often i feel "down or not my best," when a conflict is percolating, or has exploded involving someone i care about. The temporary depression begins when i see no functional resolution which might work for both of us.

I know that in such cases, i have to figure out what is causing the pain, or fear, and then to find a resolution to it. So, when i feel frustration coming on, i have to do something to balance off those chemicals, which may cause the chemical imbalances which can bring me down. I also know that they will keep me down until i do something to balance them. I am also thankful that the chemicals which cause a depression/anxiety reality are not chronic for me as they are with some people.

So I manage such emotional angst like i do anger; i step back from whatever triggered the anger/depression chemicals so that the balancing chemicals have a chance to work.

My go to remedy is a combination of nature and exercise. I get on my bike and head down to the ocean-side trail, even stopping there to listen to the natural tranquilizer, the ocean's music. In winter, when it's sometimes just too stormy to ride, a long walk by the sea also serves my needs.

Some of my fondest memories are walking along the Dallas Road pathway in Victoria, BC, when i was so emotionally and mentally conflicted that i had no idea which way to turn. The peaceful sound of the rain on my umbrella was better than any chemical tranquilizer and the walking generated the endorphins, dopamine, and adrenaline i need to find my balance. That's what works for me, since i know that feeling down, felling depressed, has to do with a conflict in my own head, having nothing to do with anyone else, even if i sometimes can't see that in a moment of stress.

That's why i take as much space as i need to breathe so to balance emoting with cognition.

I'm sure many of you have seen the attached anxiety attack-resolution tip before. It works equally well to get out of a funk by distracting your mind from what has caused the situational depression. The technique, a band-aid for an ailing soul, has worked for some and may take practice.

Ultimately though, avoiding a real problem, if there is one, makes me find a permanent resolution. The spaces i create to do that hard work enable me to come out the other end of the tunnel sooner rather than later.

Cry. Just cry it out until I can't cry no more.

Watch something fun on TV or Youtube,, sleep, write, talk to a supportive friend, sing, meditate.

Chocolate
Dog
And a good friend to chat with if needed

I got a divorce. Cleared that problem right up.

I go for a run. Helps me every time.

Different color spray paint?

Music. Walk alone. Whatever feel like doing at the time.

Music, or go for a walk or run.

I think I'm pretty lucky, I generally don't get down or blue but when I'm in that sort of area I'm such a fidget arse I find something to do and so it distracts me.

Pain and hardships, for me are inspirational... so I write lyrics

Stay home and watch movies, mostly comedy.

I might give myself some shock therapy like a documentary about the holocaust or the inquisition.

Drink beer.

Musical catharsis. Blast music when no one is home, sing along really loud. Back when I was a teenager and gas was under a dollar I'd go drive around and do it, but yeah, musical catharsis is my go-to.