Asking for professional medical help was one of the hardest things I have ever done. I started writing the morning after I was released from the hospital. In 5 North, I was diagnosed with major depressive disorder, with suicidal ideation. Feeling up against the wall, seeking professional medical advice was the least hard of the three choices I felt I had. Choice #1 was to … [Read more...] about After Getting Help for Myself, I Can Now Share with Others
my concealed depression
Today is a day for self-care, there is no time for depression. My Wellbutrin 150 mg and my body seem to be OK with each other. I am six weeks into the new medicine. It has also been two weeks since I completely stopped the Prozac. The transition has been mostly seamless. But there were two days that had me catastrophizing. I was sure I was headed to the abyss. But that … [Read more...] about There’s Too Much Going on Today, No Time for Depression
Seeing others openly write about their personal struggles, I am feeling like a weakling. Their name is connected to their struggle with whatever is happening to them. I have a good friend who is sharing her thoughts about stress and anxiety. And there are all the celebrities who have come out and shared their stories about living with depression. Plus, the stories about … [Read more...] about Am I Strong Enough to Publicly Acknowledge my Depression?
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
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?