Warning:: This is not a sheep or chicken related or Beautiful Baby Girl or happy Grandchildren related post. It's one of those yucky, personal,
feelings related posts. So, if you don't want to get involved in personal, emotional kind of stuff, please skip my blog today. Becky's got a really cool post about how she rescued a little
HUMMINGBIRD ~ check that one out! I'll be back soon with happier subjects.
My thoughts on living with chronic, clinical depression.
It's never far away.
I'm fine right now. Life is good. I love my life SO very much.
But.
There is always a shadow hanging over me. I can sense the depression ~ just waiting to pounce. Scary.
I upped my medication. That's twice in the past month. If this feeling persists, I will go back in and see my doctor.
It's too early in the season to be dealing with this!!I've started another blog ~ this one I'm keeping private. It's just for me. I'll log my daily feelings on there and try to track the progress of my emotional state. Yesterday, I likened the feeling that I have to my world being this bright, sunny, cheerful place but depression is just on the other side of the door. I'm fine right now. Depression isn't trying to break down the door. It's not even knocking at the door. But it's there.
I want it to go away.
I don't know if it's better for me to talk about it. Or even to
think about it ~ or to try to keep my mind occupied with positive thoughts. I do know that feeling the need to "not think about things" is usually a sign of the depression returning. But I don't want to DWELL on it! I don't want to give it power over my daily life. Yet, the fact is, it's the first thing that I think about when i wake up in the morning. I guess it's already got power.
I guess the very fact that I've upped my medication, started another (private) blog and am writing this today should tell me that it's already got power. Shit
I am
not asking for sympathy. Nor pity. In fact, knowing that people will want to offer sympathy makes me not want to share my feelings. People worrying about me feels like a burden ~ not support. Does that sound selfish? I don't mean to be selfish. But it IS the way that it feels.
OK ~ so the fact is, I may be ending my "remission" and entering another period of clinical depression. If I am, I'll deal with it. If I feel the need to share ~ I'll share. If I don't, I won't. I know my family loves me. I know I have many, wonderful friends. I know I'm not alone. I've been through this before. I can do it again...
Wishing you all a "Happy Day"
Love,
Nancy
P.S. Boy! I hope I don't end up wishing I hadn't posted this!
;-)