Sometimes the best way for me to fight it is to Embrace and dig into it, the way out is through
More often I will try to get out and do something. Long walks with music help. Doing dishes or cleaning will help sometimes, in a meditative Zen kind of way. Making sure I'm eating, trying to sleep, getting up and moving around. Sometimes getting off helps a little.
If I'm sad and specific ways sometimes I can Channel it into art, writing a story, or pulling out my guitar and either writing or playing songs that I'm familiar with until I've worked through what I needed to.
Sometimes, Kin, when the depression gets self-destructive or self-loathing, I try to remember that there are people out there like you that care about me, and all of you see something in me that I often do not see myself, and I try to remember that I have to trust yall's reasons for loving me however you do.
Sometimes I will lapse into indulging myself. These days because I'm very clean chemicals-wise, it's usually in the form of food I love or perhaps sex (mostly self-love, in that regard).
Some days I cannot fight it in any way, and I lay on the couch or in bed sobbing and I am powerless to it. I do not like those days.
I guess, my point is, there's a lot of different ways I try to fight it. There's no one Ace in the Hole for dealing with it. I've been struggling with depression as long as I can remember, my childhood was not kind, and my schooling years were worse. I've been on the receiving end of a lot of violence, both emotional and physical. I've had to adapt, and learn different strategies. Sometimes things that worked for years no longer do anything, and sometimes I stumble into new ways to fight it completely by accident. my struggles with it, for better and for worse, are an indelible part of who I am. It's not going away, but for as long as I can manage it, neither am I.