Did you get to work this morning? Then you accomplished a monumental feat. Does that sound crazy? I mean, you get up and go to work. Simple, right? No. In fact it takes several steps. If you are depressed, or even just plain tired and burned out, each step is a hurdle in itself. Here’s an average overview of my morning.
6:00 A.M. The alarm goes off. You have to crawl out of bed. Out from under the warm covers. Don’t hit snooze, it will only make it worse. Continue reading
Depression can make you think that nothing you do matters. If you’re a mom or a caretaker of children, you think you’re closer to Peg Bundy than Donna Reed. The funny thing is that when we’re down, we concentrate on what we don’t do. What we don’t realize is that the things that the children in our lives love and remember about us are not the fabulous trips to Disney World or big flashy Christmas presents or even cake you made to look like a life-size Darth Vadar. Continue reading
Anyone who has read my other blog knows I’ve been struggling through Pneumonia. Anyone that doesn’t read my blog now knows as well, although really, you should go over there. I’m just saying. Anyway, while I have been able to see the humor in sickness and the medical profession, I felt it important to express that there is much more to being physically ill, especially when this is coupled with another illness, depression. Continue reading
Has anyone else ever been a child? Were you popular? You know, like a cheerleader, or a jock, or something like that? If so, go away. Oh, I’m just kidding, I guess you can stay. Though what I’m about to say might totally blow your mind. Also, it’s probably longer than an episode of Bachelor Pad, so you’ve been warned.
You see, popular people, there are a lot of us who were not popular. In fact, some of us were the opposite of popular. I had a friend like that. Continue reading