You know how teeth-grittingly annoying it is to mislay something.
You’re certain you put your keys down somewhere when you got home, for example.
You’re quite sure you had them with you: how else could you have unlocked the door, for goodness’ sake?
But can you now find them now?
Can you heck.
So what do you do?
Well, you keep searching, sometimes with increasing desperation, but you keep searching.
Often, though, a helpful strategy can be to temporarily stop.
Sit down and have a cup of tea, and the answer often pops into your head while you don’t think you’re focusing on the problem.
So you find them, and who knows why you’d ever have put your keys on the shelf in the bathroom?
But that’s where they were.
Something keeps you searching, (in the case of keys, it may well be a sense of panic about what might happen if they don’t turn up) and it’s probably the determination that you will eventually turn up whatever it is that’s gone missing.
You have a clear goal in mind, and you believe you’ll achieve it by hook or by crook.
How different from the way it can feel when your mood has taken a wrong turn, though.
The other night I was with some people, one of whom had been battling through some weeks of depression.
It was by no means the first time in his life that this had happened to him, but despite knowing he’d come out of it in the past, it seemed different this time.
He couldn’t see it ending.
The thing is, though, I think it feels different EVERY time.
You may be certain that you’ll find your keys, but when depression’s black dog nips at your heels, I’m afraid it’s easy to slip into convincing yourself that this time it’s going to be for good.
But it won’t be, will it?
I suspect you’ll have beaten it in the past, and you’ll do so again.
So perhaps we should show a little more faith?
Maybe, just as we nearly always find the keys, we need to trust that we’ll re-find our happiness?
It’s out there somewhere, perhaps not on the bathroom shelf, but you’ll almost certainly locate it (generally once you’ve stopped looking for it).