I want to revisit the blog of Marian Keyes, the author. I thought Marian was fabulous when she wrote in 2010 about her crippling depression, and I wrote about her and what she wrote. Her blog tells her story with an openness not often encountered when people talk of depression and suicidal thoughts. After two years since first writing of her depression and her inability to continue to write, Marian is once again posting monthly newsletters, like she used to. Her site can be found here, look under newsletters.
In one posting, as she felt she was starting to resemble herself again, Marian listed some of the things she tried. Here it is:
Acupuncture
Anti-depressants (Now on my 5th different type.)
Baking
Cognitive Behavioural Therapy
Cranio-Sacral therapy
Crying until I burst blood vessels in my eye
Doing a daily act of kindness (thinking of the needs of others was meant to stop me thinking about myself, sometimes it worked and sometimes it didn’t.)
Driving people places in a pink car (I so wanted to be useful and helpful but could offer so little.)
Fish Oils
Giving blood
Grazia (the only thing I could read, a lifeline.)
Hill-walking in Wicklow with close friends (Kate brings the sandwiches, I bring the cake, Hilly brings the little bags of snacks, Himself plans the route, Malcolm takes the photos and Mark provides scintillating conversation about recently-released movies.)
Homeopathy
Knitting (thought I’d knit bootees for Rita-Anne’s new baby but was in way over my head with circular needles and other complications, so in the end knitted several pointless little scarfs for non-existent kittens.)
Mindfulness and meditation (couldn’t hack it, couldn’t stay in my own head.)
Praying (I’ve even started going to the monthly Padre Pio mass in Monkstown with my mother and my sis-in-law Susie D. I’ve always described myself as a COL-lapsed Catholic and look at me now, it just shows what desperation does to people. My handbag is now full of miraculous medals, Padre Pio relics, green scapulars, mass cards and small bottles of holy water. Also crystals, little angels, affirmations, Buddhist prayers, shiny little stones and countless other pieces of new-agey stuff.)
Psychotherapy. (An utter godsend, I have a really great therapist who I trust completely.)
Reiki
Tom Dunne on Newstalk (Did anyone hear him talking about the Eurovision? Oh my God, so funny.)
Vitamins B, C and D
Yoga (again couldn’t hack it, couldn’t stay with my own poisoned thoughts.)
That’s a list from someone who said that every day for six solid months she had to try really hard to stay alive. She doesn’t credit any one thing as helping and who could say what helps in the end? I like this list because it is from one woman’s experience, one woman who has generously shared her experience.
Again I wish Marian well and warm.







The 
