Photo by abigail low on Unsplash In my mind, my depression was off for the summer. It had flown south, and was on a beach somewhere in the tropics, sipping a rum and coke and contemplating the waves. Spending time with me was going to wait until cooler weather set in. Until then, my depression and I had parted company. I was finally free to be depression free. Or so I … [Read more...] about I Was Fooling Myself and I Didn’t Know (Didn’t Care)
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It’s Hot: Is My Depression Going on Vacation?
It’s 87 degrees right now in Virginia and my depression is nowhere to be seen. I suppose I should be thankful. Both the current temperature, and my depression are not as wild as they could be. Tomorrow it is forecasted to be in the 90’s. I cannot tell you where my depression will be. But thinking back to previous summers, my depression may be on holiday. My best clue … [Read more...] about It’s Hot: Is My Depression Going on Vacation?
I Should Be Happy, or At Least Thankful
Photo by Jacqueline Munguía on Unsplash But here I am once again just going along. Nothing too happy, nothing too sad, I am just going along. It doesn’t seem to make sense. I mean it seems like things should be more positive than when I see them. And maybe things are better, and I just haven’t caught up. I am taking 450 mg of Wellbutrin every morning. Nothing has … [Read more...] about I Should Be Happy, or At Least Thankful
My Depression Never Quits
Photo by Annie Spratt on Unsplash Even when things are going pretty well, I sense my depression hanging around. It’s not badgering me. I don’t feel my depression watching my every move. Heck, it’s not visible at all right now. But still, I know it is there, ready to jump in at a moment’s notice. I guess this is to be expected. Afterall, my depression and I go back … [Read more...] about My Depression Never Quits
It’s Clear That My Depression Loves Me
IPhoto by Nick Fewings on Unsplash I was awake in the middle of the night recently, and my depression wanted to talk. It was sharing ideas with me about our future together. Depression was pleased that I was still alive. If I ended my life, depression would lose a cooperative host. And that wasn’t good for either of us. How could it keep needling at me if I wasn’t … [Read more...] about It’s Clear That My Depression Loves Me