Hm-m-m-m-m. . . Reminds me of a Mindfulness exercise we did in my last ACT workshop. The facilitator had us write a short sentence, such as the one in this post and then change it, one word at a time. The example here could go:

1) Walking through usual mud pit, wearing usual cement boots.
...just noting.

2) Walking through a mud pit, wearing usual cement boots.
...just noting.

3) Walking through a mud pit, wearing cement boots.
...just noting.

4) Walking through a mud pit, wearing boots.
...just noting.

Etcetera, etceteri, ad infinitum. The goal is to gradually and gently guide our thoughts in a more manageable direction.

Just sharing. . .

Gentle support while you ride out your depression.

Post Script:

ad infinitum, or until boredom hits. Whichever comes first. . .

Just keep walking, blue. We'll walk with you. Lean forward.

Gentle support, BD, and ditto all of the above.

Lean on a puma if you need.

ponies are surprisingly good li'l mudders. we're here, too.

I'm right there with you. We'll just keep plodding away.

Arfie- reminds me of this poem:

http://www.doorway-to-self-esteem.com/autobiography-in-five-short-chapters.html

It was on the wall of a retreat house I went to once. Blew. my. mind.

Just went through 2 days of the dark cloud lurking overhead. It came, it left, and it will be back again. It sucks, but it is what it is. I hope you feel better blue.

I'm walking along with you, too.

Me three, me five, me TOO!