My new year has started off with a bang…almost two weeks of a strangely powerful, yet mild, attack of Depression. I’m fine for hours, days, then all of a sudden my brain chemistry goes all to pieces and I can feel my soul being crushed. Nothing in particular started it, and so far my usual fixes haven’t worked to stop the cycle. I just feel…bad.
So, I’ve been trying to walk more. To contact friends I haven’t heard from, to check on them. To listen to more music that makes me feel good. To write and work on projects that have gathered far too much dust. I’m trying to enjoy the moments I do feel better.
At the end of the day, I know I will feel better. I know that my levels will normalize and I will get my life back. I know that I’ve come so much farther, that progress is being made. It just takes time.
In the meantime, stay safe out there. It can be dangerous to walk alone…
…until next time.