Image by Clker-Free-Vector-Images from Pixabay It’s funny the stories we tell ourselves. “Fake it until you make it” has always been my motto. And I have always felt that there is more for me to do before I can say I have made it. As the head psychiatrist on 5 East asked me, “when is enough, enough?” Getting one more certification, one more set of initials after my name, … [Read more...] about I Discovered My Life with Depression is Not a Lie
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Why Can’t I Do Everything with My Depression Being Quiet?
If each day was longer, I could get my entire to-do list done. And if I was more organized, I could achieve all my daily goals. At work, I still create a weekly checklist. Looking at it each day reminds me to check on certain procedures and policies. I built much white space with lines to write in things that pop up during each day at work. Often there is a list of things to … [Read more...] about Why Can’t I Do Everything with My Depression Being Quiet?
Did Depression Make Me Forget?
Photo by Towfiqu barbhuiya on Unsplash Last night, it seemed like a logical question to ask. I began to ponder it and play out the ramifications in my head. There must have been a reason why I did not write it down. I try to save ideas such as what inspired me so I can ponder them later. I'm like a cow grazing the grass, then later chewing its cud. Why didn’t I write … [Read more...] about Did Depression Make Me Forget?
What Makes Depression Create Stigma, Unlike a Broken Arm?
Researching stigma as it relates to mental health, I came across Kevin Breel presenting a TED Talk, Confessions of a depressed comic. Paraphrasing Kevin, he said,” “Break a bone, and you get all kinds of sympathy, offers to help, and friends who want to sign your cast. Admit you have depression, and you hear crickets in the background as people shuffle to the back of the … [Read more...] about What Makes Depression Create Stigma, Unlike a Broken Arm?
Why Can’t I Pick Strawberries With My High-Functioning Depression?
I know they are ripe; I can see them through the chicken wire protection I built. Yet I am not motivated at all to pick them. I picked a few when they first started to ripen. I had some on my Honey Nut Cheerios. And they were tasty, having just come out of the garden. Now some of the larger strawberries are ripe. Yet here I sit at 6:47 AM writing, instead of picking … [Read more...] about Why Can’t I Pick Strawberries With My High-Functioning Depression?