Photo by abigail low on UnsplashIn 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 about what’s … [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 UnsplashBut 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 changed in the … [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 almost 60 years. … [Read more...] about My Depression Never Quits
It’s Clear That My Depression Loves Me
IPhoto by Nick Fewings on UnsplashI 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 here?Yet, on … [Read more...] about It’s Clear That My Depression Loves Me
