I know that you are not going to like this. Sorry. But I have found something that really does start my day out by taking my depression down a notch.
I make breakfast.
Yes, I EAT breakfast, but that's not the point. I MAKE breakfast. I plan out my weekly meals ahead of time. My kids with special needs do much better having a protein packed start to their day. Each morning I have to drag my butt into the kitchen and do a little something. Maybe it is frying up turkey bacon or scrambling eggs. Sometimes it is just having a day of cereal and fruit, but I purposefully do all the prep work and get out everyone's plates and utensils.
I have to drag my butt out of bed and move a little bit. Every morning. I've learned that a solid breakfast makes a huge impact on my kids. The side effect? It makes a pretty massive change in me, as well.
As you can see, it doesn't have to be the actual making of a breakfast. The point is to have something in place that makes you get up and move first thing. For me, the whole breakfast thing also has me giving to others, making it twice as nice.
Don't get me wrong. I hate it, ESPECIALLY during the winter months! My depression is much worse when it is dark and gloomy outside. I DON'T WANT TO MAKE BREAKFAST. UGH!
Yet, I do it.
And it helps me.
Or "works for me," if you will.