I'm a depressaholic [View all]
I haven't had a serious or significant bout of the crippling anxiety and subsequent depression I used to suffer regularly; not for a miraculous few decades now. However, I still consider myself very vulnerable to depression. I remind my self of that and do everything I can to avoid 'going there.'
FWIW, I keep busy with one or more of my acquired hobbies and make certain that I go to those before I tinker and toy with emotions like despair, anxiety, or self-doubt. Among those, I like flower gardening, taking photographs, low impact hiking through wooded parks and easy climbs to stone outcrops. I play guitar, write, and listen to music.
Oh, yes . . . my bed and bedroom is OFF-LIMITS for worrying or despair over the day-to-day challenges or difficulties. Just as a rule, off-limits. That does the trick for me, as it's become an essential habit.
Now, I'm in no way suggesting that these techniques should be or could be adopted by someone else and lead to decades free from bouts of depression. They might, but I know well that depression isn't that simple. This is just an insight into my own life which I hope can help in some anecdotal or experiential way.