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Now that the festive celebrations are over, do you have an emotional pit in the bottom of your stomache?
London - Oh no, I have started the New Year not with a bang but with a whimper. The month of excess has caught up with me - and my head still hurts. A lot.
I didn’t even really want to go out on New Year’s Eve. And now, apart from my physical woes, I have a nagging feeling that I offended my friend, but I can’t think how.
Nothing is as agonising as an emotional hangover - fretting about things you might or might not have said, and your life in general (“What if I lose my job/Have my house repossessed?”). And no painkillers can help.
The late great drinker and author Kingsley Amis defined it thus: “That ineffable compound of depression, sadness (these two are not the same), anxiety, self-hatred, sense of failure and fear of the future.”
Professor Simon Taylor-Robinson, consultant hepatologist at the London Clinic, explains: “Alcohol affects the gaba receptors in the brain, which result in feelings of depression, anxiety and shakiness,” he says. Drinking also causes low blood sugar levels, so you won’t be thinking as well as you should”.
There are practical things we can do, such as drink lots of water and take a B vitamin, essential for brain function and mood. A brisk walk will also get feel-good endorphins pumping.
But what if you still feel utterly wretched? Amis said you need to give yourself a good talking to. “You have not come at last to see life as it really is and there is no use crying over spilt milk,” he declared. Wise words. - Daily Mail
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FredM- GBay, wrote
Kingsley Amis hit it right on the head with the phrase: ‘That ineffable compound of depression’! Usually confused & puzzled compounded, when the chronically afflicted sufferer is compelled to resort to medication; soporific drugs that hurl the pathologically afflicted victim into a pathetic semi-comatose state, only to emerge from a protracted sleep worse for it; reeking of urine and reaching out for that deceptive, ‘life-saving’ cigarette. Chronic depression is no joke! In my former occupation, clinical observation taught me that it did not end there but that the worst comes when those afflicted often transmute into vile, cathartic attackers; blaming their anxiety and self-hatred due to failure (often academic) onto others they perceive (in certain cases) as their intellectual superiors! Professor Simon Taylor-Robinson is also spot on! Drugs do affect the gaba receptors in the brain; but that is if there were still brain cells left! Hahaha!!! But jokes aside, no amount of brisk walks, vitamins and water resolve the problem as the depressed cannot keep up with discipline! Then the ‘anal-type’ patients are the worst for they expect others to think, write and do anything for that matter in a manner congenial with their own (sometimes) ‘empty cranium’ attacking IOL commenters – as often can be noted - with old rubber-stamp clichés of the 40s in writing revealing the disorder of ‘egotism’ in the endless ‘I’ (also spelt ‘ai’; an Italian lapsus calami; an IOL case!). ‘But what if you feel utterly wretched?’ And once more Amis gets it right when he suggests taking care of yourself with abundance of honest introspection and not to spill your venom onto others!
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