Feeling depressed

I don’t know why but my mind can undermine me at times. I was shaving and getting ready for bed and my thoughts roamed and went to a consideration of what I am doing for work. It’s nothing grand I thought but I can find dignity in it and that moment my sense of illusion about myself turned to hyper reality. I started to feel a great sense of the poverty of talent and importance in my life. Loneliness and missed relationships too. My mind thought about this and soon I became more and more depressed. The affirmation of depression was greater than the quiet contemplation of getting on with my day. I have to shake it off. I can find pleasure in my day and much of what might be said about my life can be countered with the fact that I am a lot healthier than I used to be and my work a triumph too which can be seen as a badge of courage so says my Dad. I agree. I find the small activities I like really give good moments ands I hold onto those good moments:) Life is about moments so wisely my sister says.:)