I took my time and read all 37 of my blog posts, back to day one when I came home from the hospital. What a journey already. I sound so bad, so sad, so out of it, on day one. And then I look at my recent writings and see how far I have come. This is encouraging. But it is not without setbacks. There have been days where I wondered if I would ever feel better. Days, … [Read more...] about You won’t believe where I have been
What depression has cost me
Depression is Sneakier Than I Thought
With the benefit of almost 40 years of perspective, I can see the damage that depression has wreaked on my life and those I love. My question today is, why did it take so long for me to see it? I am smart, I am a thinker. I offer great solutions to problems and take so many people’s ideas into account. So, why did I spend 40 years listening to … [Read more...] about Depression is Sneakier Than I Thought
Did you know I have guns?
Well, right now I don’t. What I have is an indentation in the carpet in my closet where the gun safe was. I have an empty space on my shelf in the closet where the canvas bag of ammo was. All thats left is a cloth bag with a turkey call in it and a replacement peep sight for my compound bow. But no compound bow, and no guns. The morning I walked into the … [Read more...] about Did you know I have guns?
Why Can’t I Open This Letter?
It came two days ago. And I have still not opened it. When I took the letter out of the mailbox, the handwriting looked familiar. After that, I noticed no return address. I was thinking, what is this all about? Did I fill out a rebate form or something? Why does this look so familiar? I’m sitting in the cab of the truck, with the window rolled down. I am at the same … [Read more...] about Why Can’t I Open This Letter?
Could I have been someone else?
“I coulda been a contender.†That’s how I am feeling today. Concealing my depression from myself has cost me in ways I am just beginning to understand. The choices I have made, the paths taken and not taken, can be linked back to depression. Not that I am using that as an excuse. I accept and live with the decisions I … [Read more...] about Could I have been someone else?
