At first when I couldn't work due to my mental illness, for years I just sat at home and did nothing. I was very depressed, my symptoms were out of control, and I was in and out of hospitals. I felt like I had no meaning to my life. Finally I started volunteering at a charity shop/food pantry for the poor and my life has improved greatly since then. My symptoms have also improved. I think the volunteering adds just the right amount of time to my day, comradery, physical exercise, and sense of purpose to my life.