Photo by Adrian Hartanto on Unsplash I am using a lot of cliches recently. What I am trying to understand as we go into 2024, is whether I am moving in tune with the times? It is easy for me to see that this year is going to be different than last year. But it is not as easy for me to see how I will fit in. My focus, as the year dawns, is how can I retire again? I … [Read more...] about Time Marches On, But Am I Marching with It?
Coping Statements for Depression
Can I stay Focused?
I’ve had four or five days of positiveness. I’m not sure that is a word, but it’s how I have been feeling. Even yesterday, at work, I had the feeling that everything was going to work out. What I am thinking is that I will be able to realize my plans, and live a balanced life with my depression. The four weeks leading up to our trip to Peru did not feel like that. In … [Read more...] about Can I stay Focused?
September marks #SuicidePreventionMonth
A time to remember the lives lost to suicide, the millions who have struggled with suicidal thoughts & the individuals, families, and communities that have been impacted. Today I am standing up and am proud to be one of the millions who have struggled with suicidal thoughts. I know that sounds backwards, but I say proud for two reasons. The first and most important … [Read more...] about September marks #SuicidePreventionMonth
Is Being Too Busy to Write a Good Thing?
Photo by mauro mora on Unsplash It turns out that I don’t even know when the last time was that I sat down and wrote out my thoughts and feelings. I wish I had made the time as I know that my depression is in the wings, waiting for me. I could slip up and be back near the abyss based on my lack of focus. This lack of focus is different than just not deciding about what to … [Read more...] about Is Being Too Busy to Write a Good Thing?
I’m Still Pushing That Rock Up the Same Hill
Photo by Cerys Lowe on Unsplash If the rock was like the one that pushed me to the hospital, I’m not sure I would be here. That morning, the rock was so massive and the hill so steep, I couldn’t imagine how I was going to move it. Just the thought of pushing against it was impossible to think about. Everything was numb, and the rock was there staring at me. It felt … [Read more...] about I’m Still Pushing That Rock Up the Same Hill