After 15 months of sowing, I am beyond doubt getting to reap some benefits. Depression is no longer the unknown figure lurking in the wings, trying to lure me with candy and peanuts. There are many tools I use daily to understand the sneaky, devious ways depression exploits situations to entice me to follow its ideas. Just yesterday, depression was attempting to insist I … [Read more...] about A Time to Sow, A Time to Reap – My Unhelpful Thinking Exposed
For the past two hours, I have been me. Not super happy or sad, just me. How is this possible? My depression had been keeping me from myself. The Prozac must have reached a saturation point in my system. Or the hand of fate moved it to the side. Or my decision this morning to block out chunks of time for my depression, and chunks of time to work, is working. “Who the hell … [Read more...] about How Did This Happen? I’m Me!