Look at me, I’m unplugged and taking some self-care time. And it is pretty darn relaxing. Just sitting on the front porch, rocking in the rocking chair. The sun, when it peaks through the thunderheads, hasn’t reached the rocker yet. In another hour, it will be too hot to sit on the front porch. Then,…
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4th of July in a “This Time It Will be Different” Country
“This time it will be different” was what I told myself about depression for over 40 years. I support free speech and the right to congregate and express grievances. Being a Baby Boomer, I have marched and chanted “make love, not war.” I know firsthand the injustices citizens can be subjected to by police and…
I’m Glad I Did Not Know How Bad I Was
Imagine saying this out loud: “My last bottom was the deepest, darkest, most horrible place I have ever been.” Yet that was me last year. Reading through some of my older writing, I came across this line. It reached out and stunned me. How could I have written that? I had no idea I was…
I Have Fewer Secrets Taking Wellbutrin – Doing the Drugs Part V
Depression is happiest when I am keeping secrets. It loves when I sneak around and don’t share what it is telling me. All those crazy plan’s depression has suggested to me over the years involve me keeping them hidden from others. This has included major issues relating to my job. And many minor issues like…
Everybody Expects Something of Me, Even the Birds
If I sit on the porch in the morning and don’t put the bird feeders out right away, the birds land on the empty frame and stare at me, waiting to be fed. Now I understand that I am projecting emotions for them when I tell you they are looking at me and saying, “put…
Recent Raccoons and My Depression
I know my depression recovery is not a straight line. And, in the animal kingdom, some species are more active at certain times of the year. This includes raccoons that I see now on my nightly commute home. Having traveled the same back roads for almost a year, there are certain spots where I expect…
Why Am I Afraid to Be Me?
Most days, I must explain to you why I am allowing myself some self-care time. For some reason, I don’t feel like I deserve to have “me time.” I grew up without learning how to look out for myself first. Now that may seem off-base to those closest to me. I have set goals, achieved…
Losing My Pandemic Pounds is Not Easy
For several weeks now, my scale has hovered around 198 lbs. This is 14 lb. above my February weight, and 20+ pounds above my ideal weight. I tell myself that I will easily lose weight when I focus on this. But that has not gotten the pounds off. In fact, several weeks ago I was…
Wellbutrin Could Be My New Best Friend
Not that I won’t still have a place in my heart for Prozac. Before both of those, I researched SAM-E. Knowing it could have mood adjusting properties, I started taking it maybe 10 years ago. It wasn’t because I thought I had depression (which I now know I do), but because it helps with joint…
Guess What I Wrote Down?
It has been months since I opened my WRAP® PLAN workbook. There have been so many things competing for my time, that I let my own needs, my personal self-care slip to the side. I know there will be good days and days of inactivity. But practicing self-care has been an important part of my…
