You know your life has changed when average is thrilling. Going five days in a row being average is breathtaking. It has been several years since this has happened. Lately, I have been waking up and then getting up. The internal fight I would have with myself is gone. All the drama I would create around getting out of bed has disappeared. What is left is ME. I wish I … [Read more...] about With Depression – 7 Reasons Average is Electrifying
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These Flies Won’t Quit Pestering Me This Morning – Are They Triggers?
My depression and unhelpful thinking is much more subtle than house flies. I’m sitting on the porch, enjoying my first cup of coffee. Then I notice something tickling my leg. Just below my knee is a house fly. It looks up at me with all its eyes as if to say “what?” Then I sweep my hand down near it and if flies off. Before I can grab my coffee cup, another has landed on … [Read more...] about These Flies Won’t Quit Pestering Me This Morning – Are They Triggers?
Getting Help for Depression When You Have Depression
Depression makes it almost impossible for me to seek help for MDD. And as I finally begin to address it and seek out professional treatment, the paperwork and insurance have me circling the drain. Fresh out of 5 East last year, I knew very quickly that my insurance did not cover all mental health issues. I understood and accepted paying out of pocket for these expenses. … [Read more...] about Getting Help for Depression When You Have Depression
My Appointment Over, It’s Goodbye Prozac, Hello Wellbutrin
Prozac has been my friend for over a year. But in higher doses, it possibly was the reason I couldn’t get out of bed in the morning. Going from 20 to 40 mg last November, sent me on a journey lasting almost 6 months. And in the end, I finally found relief from the loss of energy. Gone too, was the constant negotiating with myself about getting out of bed. READ: Did I … [Read more...] about My Appointment Over, It’s Goodbye Prozac, Hello Wellbutrin
Just Me and My Depression
If I am “cured” of depression, who will be my friend? Boy, that sounds terrible as I read what I just wrote. And there are several things that jump out at me about that statement. First, I know I will never be cured. A broken leg heals, but that is not the same. Researchers are looking for a cure for cancer, healing those who have it. A cure means people will not die … [Read more...] about Just Me and My Depression