Oh! I certainly would. I’d add a little Sriacha sauce, wash it down with one of my favorite beers, and I’d be good to go. I’d do it so fast most heads would spin.
Instead, I’m given pricey may-or-may-not-work vitamins, pills that reek of chemicals, or options for treatments that scare me more than depression.
…..and yet, I’ve procrastinated about getting my physical body in shape. Perhaps I know that exercise isn’t the answer to end my depression/bipolar disorder but I know it will help. So why do I resist something that will build confidence to continue fighting, but swallow any new and improved antidepressant “cure”?
Exercise is going to have to be my grub.
A big, fat, juicy grub.
What did I find this week to make me smile?
- conversations with our youngest son’s girlfriend
- beginning to read again (I’ve pretty much neglected any sort of reading)
- minion themed socks
- the brief moment we thought we were going to become empty nesters again
It was pretty much a ho-hum kind of week. I need to get out more because we have bits of Spring in the air.
I hope you find something to make you smile today!