If rainy days and Mondays always get me down, how do I feel on a Monday when it has rained all day?
You get the picture.
Thanks to all of you who posted kind and supportive notes to my last blog entry. I was surprised by the fact that so many of you have experienced depression, either yourself, or in your family. The Black Dog loves to visit as many as he can.
Blessings and Bear hugs!
Today's Weather Report
Rain, rain, rain. Temperature of 9C (48F). "Gloomy day, isn't it?" said Eeyore.
Monday, 19 May 2014
Thursday, 8 May 2014
BEAR TAKES A DEPRESSION BREAK.
Those of you who read my scribbling regularly know that I have, for decades, suffered from chronic depression.
Well, the infamous "Black Dog" has been back for a few weeks. It seems that every time I move, I trip over that @$%£&**@ dog. Which seems to excite him. But for me, it is great deal less than thrilling. It's actually miserable.
Tonight, I decided to light a fire in the fire pit outside. I just got it started, going nicely, when the rain began to pour. Sitting around a campfire in the rain is not a fun experience. So I gave up. I came inside. And I have written this. Yeah, life is pretty gggrrrr right now.
The problem is that I've been doing the "right things." I'm getting enough sleep. I'm taking my medications as I should. I'm eating well. I'm physically active — particularly, I've been raking a the old leaves off the lawns around our house. I just finished that today.
Despite the "right things," I'm not doing well. I "shouldn't" be feeling this way. But I am. Life with depression.
I'll be back. Sometime. Not sure if that is a threat or a promise. In the meantime, I may not have enough energy to visit you — thought you may have noticed that absence already.
Blessings and Bear hugs.
Today's Weather Report
Frankly, I really don't care. For the record, it is cool and rainy/wet.
Well, the infamous "Black Dog" has been back for a few weeks. It seems that every time I move, I trip over that @$%£&**@ dog. Which seems to excite him. But for me, it is great deal less than thrilling. It's actually miserable.
Tonight, I decided to light a fire in the fire pit outside. I just got it started, going nicely, when the rain began to pour. Sitting around a campfire in the rain is not a fun experience. So I gave up. I came inside. And I have written this. Yeah, life is pretty gggrrrr right now.
The problem is that I've been doing the "right things." I'm getting enough sleep. I'm taking my medications as I should. I'm eating well. I'm physically active — particularly, I've been raking a the old leaves off the lawns around our house. I just finished that today.
Despite the "right things," I'm not doing well. I "shouldn't" be feeling this way. But I am. Life with depression.
I'll be back. Sometime. Not sure if that is a threat or a promise. In the meantime, I may not have enough energy to visit you — thought you may have noticed that absence already.
Blessings and Bear hugs.
Today's Weather Report
Frankly, I really don't care. For the record, it is cool and rainy/wet.
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