My husband upset me yesterday when he told me that I had depression and that there was no way to get rid of it. Upon hearing this I called my doctor's office. I was told by the head nurse that I should discuss the question with my therapist. I needed help immediately, so I called my therapist. She didn't call me until much later, but she had some suggestions to offer.  

Her primary advice dealt with diet and exercise. She recommended that I take vitamin D, which I will buy today if I can. Another piece of advice was to keep busy using my mind. She suggested that I get out of the house and walk, spending more time in the sunshine. We have plenty of that here in Las Vegas.

In addition, she spoke about listening to happy music-- which I do as often as I can. I am fortunate enough to have a computer, and so I go to the music that makes me happiest and play it. Another idea was to keep writing, and that is truly one of the things I most enjoy doing.

It came to mind that my husband appears to have less obvious depression. He walks the dog often and his diet is a healthy one. He buys fruits and fresh vegetables at the store, and I've noticed that he is busy watching the news and keeping his mind occupied. He takes very little medicine, and avoids sweets. 

Regarding shopping, he is the one in this house who does the shopping. I tend to spend too much time at my computer, and probably can find outside activities that will keep me busy. I should make a concerted effort to go with him when he shops.

I seem to remember that when I went shopping with him in the past I felt better. Maybe I should force myself to emulate his way of living each day.

He just walked into the room and touched me, giving me the feeling that I am loved. One has to wonder if it is love that is the best medicine?

This article was written in an effort to discover what the readers of the latest use to deal with depression. My goal is to add to the list of ideas given me by my therapist-- natural ways to cope with this problem. 

I wondered if any of my readers have found ways that work for them. This woman doesn't want to take any more medicines, even though my therapist insists that there are new ones that come on the market every year. 

If writing for The Latest is part of the solution I am seeking, I plan to keep doing it.