Man behaving strangely.

Let me tell you about something odd I’ve done in the past that was surprisingly helpful when my mood was low.

It’s on one condition, though.

You see, I’d really love to know if you’ve discovered other peculiar, but strangely helpful, solutions in the past, yourself.

Pop them in a comment on the blog, please, and I’ll round them up and share them in the form of a future post.

OK, it’s confession time. I’ll go first.

When I lived in Peterborough (I left the UK a little over three years ago now) there were days when I felt so wretched that I really couldn’t face working, or even having much to do with anyone else.

But I knew that if I didn’t get out of the house soon, I’d start climbing the walls.

So on more than a couple of occasions, I rode the bus from the stop just along the street all the way to the end of its route.

I got off, wherever I’d ended up, then waited for a return bus to take me home.

It was oddly calming to be driven along unfamiliar roads, knowing I’d easily be able to get home.

But in the time I was on the bus, there was little I could do other than sit and enjoy the view.

I can’t be more specific than that about why it worked, but it kind of did.

So now it’s your turn.

Don’t be shy. Or if you are, simply use a nom de plume when you leave a comment.

Surely I can’t be the only one to have found comfort in eccentric behaviour when the black dog called?


18 thoughts on “Man behaving strangely.

  1. I used to take myself off for a mental health day in Brighton. Something about a grey day and a brown rolling sea allowed me to get back on the horse and face another day 😊

  2. Getting myself out of the house & going to a favourite coffee shop & reassuring myself that I didn’t have to speak to anyone, apart from ordering my coffee. Then just sitting watching people, traffic on nearby road, reading posters on walls etc helped me to feel connected & part of the human race.

  3. Hi Jon
    Yes caught the bus (lucky with my pass) over to Seaton Devon and walked down the High Street (not a very long street) then caught a bus back , but somehow or other caught a bus that went all the coast into little villages, it was a lovely day, the drive was incredible down narrow lanes just wide enough for the bus, quite hairy at times, the views across the sea absolutely beautiful. At the time I was not in a very good place at all but it did do me the world of good.
    Just wanted to tell you, my brother is a graphic artist (all clever things went to him, think I was in the loo when God handed out gifts!!) he makes his own Christmas Cards
    and sent me a copy of a recent painting he had produced which was an Inn called what else but “The Black Dog” . I emailed him back thanked for the card, what an incredible painting, which looked just like a photograph, but The “B” black black was living with me at the moment and his card was very apt, he was so apologetic, but as down as I was I had to smile, my pet loves to come at Christmas!!
    Hope your weather is better than ours at the mo, it’s a dreary old day, but it could be worse, looking on the bright.
    Bye for now

  4. Perhaps not a nice thing to do but there are always people far worse off than you and simultaneously count all your blessings, even “I can see” is a blessing; there are 1000s who can’t. Plus think “this is only temporary, this too shall pass”, and visualise the Earth from space, the solar system, get out of your own head for a minute and see the sheer majesty of the universe and your place in it, you have only existed once, you’ll never exist again, make the most of your time on this planet and do your small bit making it more bearable for others. You shall only pass this way once.

  5. I think it’s because you just have to “go with the flow” in situations like that. Even though I’m retired and in theory my time is my own, I find I’m a lot more relaxed away from home, when I don’t feel I “ought to” be getting on with things on my to-do list.

    1. Yes, to-do lists are a mixed blessing. Love ticking things off but find it hard to ‘do nothing’ when there are still things I could be doing.

  6. On the days that I feel I don’t want to see people but need some contact then I will use text to make contact. It gives me a bit of time to think about what to say or how to respond. I then like to do something creative and for me that’s crafts like knitting or sewing. Listening to the plays on the radio are also soothing for me. It means I listen to human voices, a story to try
    and get distracted by, a little bit of escape.
    I also try to get out for a walk even if only for a few minutes.

  7. I completely get your bus journey! I commute to work and a regular fantasy is staying on beyond my usual stop and travelling the length of the country and then coming home again. However bad I feel on a work day I know by the time I’ve had an hour on the train just sitting, looking and listening I’ll be in better shape for the day.

  8. My favourite is going for a walk with a podcast playing in my ears. Though I confess to doing what you did and going on a bus journey into Oxford last year and then walking all the way out again.

    Great blog, keep it up.

  9. I forced myself to leave the flat this morning, and drove, with my wife and son, through the freezing countryside in Hungary to an out-of-town Tesco store, mainly to return glass bottles and jars. Then I talked with the family about how we might beat Brexit if and when my youngest son goes to university in 2021. The forthcoming months and years look too dreadful to face at the moment – personally, professionally and politically. But the white expanse of newly-fallen snow helped us to consider a larger context of time and space. Something of a sense of purpose has returned, despite the insanity which seems to have taken a grip of all our lives.

  10. That sounds a great thing to try, to embark on my own personal magical mystery tour on a London bus. When I need some distraction from my overthinking and darker days I try to do something creative, something different or new that I haven’t done before, this helps to break monotony and ritual thinking. I’ve just purchased a really nice book which I will carry round with me where possible, it’s called ‘The Emergency Poet’ by Deborah Alma. I would recommend this to delve into to lift the spirits if you like poetry.

  11. I go and garden….something about getting my hands in the soil connects me to the earth and i don’t feel so isolated.

  12. I love the bus ride thing and now that I live in France I ought to try it in Paris. I’m rather afraid of the buses there, I’ve got the metro sorted but the buses have defeated me so far. I don’t actually live in Paris but when I go next time I’ll get on a bus and see where it takes me without the stress of seeing if I can get to a certain place! Course they’re not double deckers, the top deck is such a good place to disconnect.

  13. Hi

    So much positivity here. I’m 44, probably suffered with some form of anxiety and / or depression for most of my life without really realising it.

    I’m so low right now…. I don’t even know what to write.

    I went to a concert last night with my brother-in-law, it was loud, proud and bery brash but even that failed to raise me up.

    I took myself off for a walk in the countryside in the sunshine this morning, and then for a coffee with a shortbread. Normally this cures me off all my troubles, but today it had no effect and in fact made me feel worse as I started berating myself for not being an idiot and not able to fix myself.

    I seem to be getting worse as I get older.

    So, in summary, sorry for bringing the general level of positivity down. I’ll go get my duvet and climb under it.

    This too shall pass, I just wish it would hurry the hell up.

  14. I got in my car and drove to town and played TOURIST. Had a bite to eat and a glass of wine and watched people. Walked around

  15. When the clouds gather around me I go for a long walk with my dog. I use a plastic thrower to send her ball afar. The sight of her simple pleasure running like the wind to get the ball and then strutting back to me with it brings me to a better place. Simple pleasures, unconditional affection and the great outdoors. My dog is better than drugs and is a form of therapy that should be available on the National Health Service!

  16. You asked for “peculiar/eccentric” right?

    I read Stephen King books or watch something like “The Walking Dead.”

    This makes me think, “At least, your child was bitten by a vampire or dragged into a sewer by an evil clown – AND you don’t (really) have to worry about a zombie attack.”

    It may sound strange, but it helps me put things in perspective – most of the time.

    P.S. I’m not recommending this to anyone. It may help with anxiety after a stressful day. This doesn’t mean it would help with severe depression, etc…

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