I took the day off and devoted it to self-care. Okay, so my self-care includes weed-eating around the fenced-in part of the property and mowing several acres on the riding mower. Today it also involved removing the netting from over the strawberry plants and weeding around the plants. And then my daughter and I went to Lowes for a terra cotta pot. My spider plant has gotten … [Read more...] about Self-care can be hard work
Archives for July 2019
Thank You, Prozac, It’s Been Three Weeks Since I’ve Had Those Thoughts.
12 weeks ago, I would not have thought this was possible. In the first few days after getting out of the hospital, depression still had me not seeing much of anything. It was a struggle to get out of bed, to eat, to get dressed. There was a glimmer of hope that I was on a better path, but when I say glimmer, that’s being very generous. My days were filled with forcing myself to … [Read more...] about Thank You, Prozac, It’s Been Three Weeks Since I’ve Had Those Thoughts.
The heater was emitting Carbon Monoxide and we were dying.
I was reminded today that when I was 5 years old, I saved the family from asphyxiation. We had moved from New Jersey to Mobile Alabama in 1960. My father was an engineer and he had a chance to go to work for this new government startup called NASA. They had facilities in Mobile. So off we went. My parents found a rental home outside of Mobile. It was very rural as I remember … [Read more...] about The heater was emitting Carbon Monoxide and we were dying.
I’m ashamed I have depression. Then I discovered 10 reasons it’s not my fault.
"Just suck it up, grow a pair, stop acting like a girl." These are all things I have heard hurled at myself and other guys as I was growing up. Society set certain expectations for men and women at the end of the 20th century. My formative years centered around Woodstock, Kent State, and the Vietnam War. It was also influenced by “Father Knows Best” on TV, along with Laugh-in, … [Read more...] about I’m ashamed I have depression. Then I discovered 10 reasons it’s not my fault.
I Didn’t Do It. So Why Do I Feel Guilty?
It was mentioned to be informational. It wasn’t directed at me or directly at anyone else for that matter. She was thinking about it because she was drinking from the mug, so she said it. “This mug that I just got as a present must be hand-washed, it shouldn’t go in the dishwasher.” My mind immediately jumped to “I must have done something to the mug.” Now it wasn’t said in an … [Read more...] about I Didn’t Do It. So Why Do I Feel Guilty?