PR-manager Diana Khalilova about depression and favorite cosmetics
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About care
When it comes to care, I prefer to reduce everything to a “ritual” system: the sequence of actions is very important to me, as it creates a feeling of complete control over how I will feel all day. I understand that this is not very good, but if something falls out of this system, then the mood will be spoiled for the whole day.
Every morning I start with a hot shower, which to some extent imitates the warmth and comfort of the bed. I do not wash my face with anything other than water, I can apply a moisturizer if I see visible flakings, but I definitely spend some time with patches under my eyes: I recently started using Bioaqua patches because they cover the entire area around the eyes, including mobile eyelid. Five minutes - and the reflection of a plump baby with holes instead of eyes in the mirror gradually goes away.
In the evening, with great pleasure and inhuman diligence, I wash off the makeup, first with micellar water, and then with any ordinary facial wash. At this, manipulations, as a rule, end: sometimes, of course, it may come up in your head to smear yourself with clay, but this is more likely to soothe the soul than the skin.
About well-being
In general, over the past few years I have identified for myself the main points of self-care, which I try to adhere to. The main of them was the system of “micromotations” - small but very pleasant moments when I feel comfortable. For example, wake up to try new rouge faster; go to work to eat curd cheese and coffee while reading the news; return home to watch the show more quickly. It sounds, of course, scary - is there really nothing that pleases and motivates more? In my case, so far it is: everyone lives as they can. I also think that a healthy, long and strong twelve-hour sleep cures all diseases, because there is no time for uncontrolled consumption of wine with something fat-Italian in it.
About make-up and appearance
I think, like many people, my passion for makeup began with an infinite amount of beauty video on YouTube. At first I could not understand what I liked so much, and then I caught the impression that it was like meditation: a close study of my face, its features and how it could change. I am fascinated by this occupation. Considering that in everyday life I have the absolute minimum — BB cream and blush — it’s hard to believe that I don’t miss the opportunity to make myself Kim Kardashian with five layers of contouring when there are a couple of extra hours. Makeup gives you the opportunity to wake a certain mood. With sharp arrows, I can easily pass the most terrible interview or reception at the dentist, and with dark lipstick and a blinding highlighter I can enjoy the party, like Paris Hilton in the best years.
I will not be cunning and I will say that I can hardly ever take my appearance to the end. My aesthetic preferences are completely opposite to what I see in the mirror. Periodically, there is some kind of magical state of complete self-confidence. At such moments it is absolutely unimportant how you look, energy and self-perception go ahead of you.
About depression
The mistake that I made for many years is blindly following the "correct" system. No one knows better than us what we need. It is necessary to allow yourself to do what you want to hear your real needs - it is much easier to be happier, healthier and more satisfied with life.
When I had severe depression, I acted as I needed to survive: I did not leave the house, I thought a lot, I wrote a lot and once I naturally understood that I had no strength to be alone in this. So, my telegram channel appeared, where I was joking how I wanted to die, because I understood the absurdity of the situation. By the way, this did not get any easier. But unexpectedly for me, my condition was understood by others. The most important thing - I stopped being ashamed of what I feel.
