It’s been months since I’ve been able to work from the front porch. I know it’s my fault for not making the decision sooner. After all, my old laptop has been non-responsive for months. Yet every time I would start to research new laptops, I would hear a voice in my head. And it would remind me that I still have a PC … [Read more...] about My Depression Let Me Buy a New Computer
It’s a Fact There Are Only 188 More Shopping Days Until Christmas
I’m not sure why this popped into my head, but it is a fact. Facts are what I live by. I would have made a fine reporter because I can give you the facts of any situation in which I am involved. Dates, and times, I can recount exactly what was said, what was done, and by whom. Just don’t ask me to tell you how I feel about … [Read more...] about It’s a Fact There Are Only 188 More Shopping Days Until Christmas
Depression Never Told Me It’s Not All About Me
It turns out that I am not the center of everyone’s universe. I’ve seen others exhibit this behavior and I most certainly do it. Many times, I have gone through things that were traumatic and painful. Coming out on the other side of these incidents, I can see how it impacted others too. It turns out it wasn't just me and what happened to … [Read more...] about Depression Never Told Me It’s Not All About Me
It Just Feels Like More of The Same
I know getting back from traveling has its up and downsides. Up, I get to sleep in my own bed. The down, there is a suitcase full of laundry that needs to be washed. And the lawn grew about three feet taller in the 8 days we were gone. I will need several hours to get this mowed. But I wouldn’t trade my time with my grandson for anything. He is going … [Read more...] about It Just Feels Like More of The Same
Why Can’t I Pick Strawberries With My High-Functioning Depression?
I know they are ripe; I can see them through the chicken wire protection I built. Yet I am not motivated at all to pick them. I picked a few when they first started to ripen. I had some on my Honey Nut Cheerios. And they were tasty, having just come out of the garden. Now some of the larger strawberries are ripe. Yet here I sit at 6:47 AM writing, instead of picking … [Read more...] about Why Can’t I Pick Strawberries With My High-Functioning Depression?
