I know getting back from traveling has its up and downsides. Up, I get to sleep in my own bed. The down, there is a suitcase full of laundry that needs to be washed. And the lawn grew about three feet taller in the 8 days we were gone. I will need several hours to get this mowed. But I wouldn’t trade my time with my grandson for anything. He is going to be two years … [Read more...] about It Just Feels Like More of The Same
concealed depression
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?
Why “I Have Depression, Depression Does Not Have Me “
The story of my life facing depression head-on; after only 62 years of ignoring it, never calling it by name, hiding it from everyone including myself, and sweeping the crumbs of each episode under the rug each time it was over, as I walked away never looking back. I am putting my thoughts together in what may become a book. But before I start: This will not be a book … [Read more...] about Why “I Have Depression, Depression Does Not Have Me “
If I Did Not Have Depression, Would I Have Already Written 500 Blog Posts About My Depression? (This is only post #489)
Getting stuck in my depression happens a lot. Things on the surface appear to be going well, but underneath the surface, there is a mish-mosh of stuff going on. Oh, the miracle of concealed, high-functioning depression. Of course, the easy way out is to blame my lack of forward momentum on my depression. I can say “If I didn’t have depression, then I would …” But this … [Read more...] about If I Did Not Have Depression, Would I Have Already Written 500 Blog Posts About My Depression? (This is only post #489)
The Lie the Disease Told Her Was So Convincing
-- Ashley Judd revealed her mother Naomi Judd died by suicide I am so saddened by this news. Regardless of your politics, when you know someone who died by suicide, it is very personal. Having followed her and her daughter’s career as The Judds, I know the story shared by the two. And I have heard the story shared by the tabloids. And back story or not, nothing … [Read more...] about The Lie the Disease Told Her Was So Convincing