My Concealed Depression

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What Depression Doesn’t Want You To Know About Unhelpful Thinking Styles

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Predictable, steady, expectable, certain, sure, unsurprising, humdrum, obvious, and foreseeable. That is my life. And that has been my life for several months. I guess it is always something. Depression has clouded my life with generous helpings of unhelpful thinking. A year ago, I was fixated on not being able to get started in the morning. It took five months of … [Read more...] about What Depression Doesn’t Want You To Know About Unhelpful Thinking Styles

Depression Will Not be My Crutch

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Depression is a disease, not a crutch. Many diseases get major attention and major funding for research. Their existence is not questioned and their status as a legitimate health condition is secure. Very few people, for example, would dispute the fact that cancer is real. People respect the havoc it can inflict on someone. Mental illness deserves the same respect. … [Read more...] about Depression Will Not be My Crutch

No chunks. It’s everything, all the time.

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My plan for the week is to break my thoughts into chunks. There will be a chunk for the depression. Then there is a chunk for self-care. I wish I could report that I am doing a wonderful job with the self-care piece of my recovery, but it hasn’t been as simple as I thought it would be. Getting out of my own head for a few minutes has been a challenge. … [Read more...] about No chunks. It’s everything, all the time.

My First Day

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Getting past the first day is a positive step. I am grateful for all the support I have received. While I am still afraid of what lies ahead, I am going to do the things I said I would do today. This includes finding a psychiatrist for medication and an LCSW to talk with. This morning, I am feeling less chatty, but know that the act of writing, of journaling, is helpful. … [Read more...] about My First Day