It has been a wonderful two weeks. I spent time with my family and recharged my batteries. Having a week to bond with my grandson is something I am so very thankful for. The pandemic has limited our time together. However, since June, I have seen him on three occasions. Each visit was a few days to a week. I feel so blessed to get to spend time in person with him. Of … [Read more...] about Today I Am Thankful for Being Alive
Unhelpful thinking
My Unhelpful Thinking Is at It Again
I can’t believe I’m falling for depression’s unhelpful thinking. My work on this has been extensive. I have looked at each of the ten main unhelpful thinking styles in depth. And I have studied how depression uses these to control my actions very subtly, and worse, to control my thoughts. It is clear to me now that I cannot control events. Hurricanes, taxes, annual … [Read more...] about My Unhelpful Thinking Is at It Again
OK, I’m Up and Moving, So Now What?
A plan without action is just a wish, or a dream. Taking action puts the plan out there. Yes, it can be scary because now people know what you are doing. They see the results of your actions. I feel I can create the best plans, but in the past few weeks, I have executed very few. I'm not a deer in headlights, but I sure am not feeling insync with myself. But today I changed … [Read more...] about OK, I’m Up and Moving, So Now What?
What Makes Me Feel Like A Visitor in My Own Body?
Why do I feel as if I am the only person sitting in the audience? Things that gave me joy are happening and I am not joining in. Making a call to my 94-year-old Mother is hard. There was a time when I would check in every night on my way home from work. Now I use the fact that she is in an Assisted Living community to justify putting off making a call. Mom doesn’t have an … [Read more...] about What Makes Me Feel Like A Visitor in My Own Body?
My Psychiatrist Asked Me, “When Is Enough, Enough”?
Last night I had a virtual therapy appointment. I remember my therapist had asked a question and I was responding. It was my side of the story I was relating. Not just the facts or my feelings about it, but I was defending my actions. My decision and why I made it was a source of pride I suppose. My therapist stopped me and said, “I hear rationalization.” He had caught … [Read more...] about My Psychiatrist Asked Me, “When Is Enough, Enough”?