This is rather a personal thread, but I don't mind sharing I suppose.
I have depression and I used to have EDNOS, which is an eating disorder.
One thing is true from which we can't escape; if we overindulge in anything at all we may suffer the consequences. Like sadness, if we're feeling sad for too long for whatever reason, or have experienced damaging emotional trauma and don?t deal with it, we're in danger of inducing a little depression upon our selves. (Even flying high for too long can cause depression ~ living the high life, or becoming way too confounded and identified with material things - worldly goods - seeking happiness outside of our selves) - All material things are temporal and not to be identified with.
?Materialism, attachment to things of the world, includes pride. Many religious people suffer from pride: taking pleasure or even delight in being good, or religious.?
― Idries Shah, Sufi Thought and Action
You can't beat a good diet (Fruit and veg, something green), exercise, keeping the mind/brain exploratory which we need in order to discover and drive our goals, also to find a little enjoyment in life from time to time.
Negative mentality and emotions can give rise to an obfuscous mind - pondering on negative thoughts and bad ideas for far too long.
Procrastination can be a trait linked with a little depression, we can, and often do find reasons not to do things or change our selves, or even find a little enthusiasm.
Keep it real, avoid drink, drugs and smoking, and find some enjoyment in something once in a while.
It's amazing how many of us beat our heads against walls (Minds in boxes, the insidious nature of TV and the internet can be poisonous and subconsciously affect us in ways we sometimes don't fully understand due to the unconscious machinations of hawks whom cash in on human frailties) - (Idols who superimpose and impression the minds of children with their pretty faces, perfect body's, sexuality and violence)
As for my EDNOS, I ate very little, and the amounts grew less each day. It wasn't that I was starving myself, I just wasn't hungry. One day, my church went out for breakfast and brought me along and I couldn't eat one pancake without vomiting. It was too much food for me, my stomach literally had gotten smaller. I was hospitalized for a while as well. Two years later, I eat a lot, a lot more than I should, and I've gained over 10 pounds in the past 4 months. It makes me uncomfortable, because it seems like I can never win, but meh.