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The Cracks Will Eventually Fade

This is one of my metaphoric posts. I think if I visualize something I can make it stick in my mind. That little house in Nowhere, Missouri has really been a type of thorn in my side. Years ago…two? three? … Continue reading

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Learning to be Helpless? Aw, c’mon

My husband has been taking a class, “Psychology for Living”. He has shared varying topics he has learned. He shares, I nod. Yes, I know about all that. I live that. The other day, he started describing, Learned Helplessness. Hmmm. … Continue reading

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A Dirty Little Secret

Some of you know that I, like many suffering from some sort of mental disorder, take a handful of pills. Some are vitamins and some are prescriptions. Dr.-Wacky-Pants-Pill-Pusher has thrown another one at me and this one took me way, … Continue reading

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each day

Apparently, I have hoisted myself out of bed the last several mornings. Saturday morning I hid under the covers for a brief time but I did get up. Anyway, life hasn’t been all doom and gloom. I would rather write … Continue reading

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Get Back Up

Ha! I’m sure my titles really draw a reader in, but I blog to watch the progression of my thoughts. I got up again this morning. I felt worse than yesterday. I deliberately repeated sayings in my mind to pull … Continue reading

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Losing Control

I truly feel there is a Sleep Fairy who enters my room and sprinkles me with a blanket of frustration. It brings about self-doubt, self-hate, and lots of vulnerability. I have a morning routine before I place my feet on … Continue reading

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A Haunting in Georgia

I found a burlap sack. I placed all my grief, frustrations, self-hate, more grief, tears, the odd chemical in my brain which brings me to my knees, and my weakness in that burlap bag. I tied the bag with some … Continue reading

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Finding My Voice

Originally, I started this blog by giving a voice to one of the many faces of depression. All the news stories about people on a gun shooting rage = mental illness, frustrated me. It’s possibly true of those people, but … Continue reading

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Comes and Goes

It’s easy to forget what I’ve learned about depression once wading through the muck starts. I don’t know what I have as far as a set diagnosis, but then I have a Dr. Wacky Pants. One thing I do know … Continue reading

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Sunday With April

Would you eat a grub if you knew it would cure something…..like depression? You know, one of these… Oh! I certainly would. I’d add a little Sriacha sauce, wash it down with one of my favorite beers, and I’d be … Continue reading

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