Mental Constipation

I have mental constipation, how does one go about getting a perception lobotomy?

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What faster way to find softness in your heart to glow on everyone around you than believing in a giant rabbit-pooka named Harvey? We spend too much time inside our heads, wrapped up in our woes and worries. When we take down the wall of reflection—always trying to outsmart ourselves—we find the time to live... to love.

Doctor Borderless

Years ago my mother used to say to me, she'd say, "In this world, Elwood, you must be"—she always called me Elwood—"In this world, Elwood, you must be oh so smart or oh so pleasant." Well, for years I was smart. I recommend pleasant.

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Doc Hoo here.
Really? Mental Constipation? Really? Are you sure it's not some kind of calcium/plaque build-up that's causing your cataract of gloominess? Perhaps a quick jog and roll naked through the snow outside will cure whatever ails you. Okay. Assuming it is constipation, and as with any constipation, a gentle remedy is best. You don't wanna give yourself a stroke trying to pass through stuff, better to absorb, process and allow nature to run it's course.
I strongly suggest the following film regimen (in this order):

Eternal Sunshine of the Spotless Mind
Inception
Station Agent
Happy-Go-Lucky

If you're one of those Pull the Band-Aid Off Quick (PBOQ in the DSM) types, watch Requiem for a Dream and then go for ice cream and cigarettes.
It's your Life. Live in it. or not. You're welcome. Next?