I know I should be thankful.
I am alive, I am in good health, and my depression is not pushing me up against the wall. But boy do I feel rushed. Or maybe it’s a sense of urgency to get things done.
It could be I am making a big deal out of what I have to do, and am making it bigger and therefore much more important than it needs to be (You know, the “hair on fire” feeling).
After all, I have been back at work for months.
Nothing has changed about that. My daily goal is still to write before work. I still find time for family. Having varied work schedules, I am attending support meetings where I can.
This has actually been fun, because I get to meet different people at different meetings, and the facilitators all have their own way of running meetings, based on the subject.
Recently I have been to Peer Support, SMART, WRAP, and Goals Group meetings.
Each of these has given me a new perspective on ways to lead a balanced life with depression. Words cannot express how grateful I am for the support I receive every time I attend.
There is no judgement and I can relax and be myself. Being painfully honest about my recovery in the environment has been one of the hallmarks of my success in making sure depression is not my boss.
Sounds like I need to change my attitude towards the day’s events.
Do you ever feel like there is too much to do?