Depression is so sneaky
I have had a relationship with depression for most of my
life, it took me to the age of 35 to realize it was real, and not my fault. I
spent the early years thinking it was something I could power through – and to
some extent I still feel this way. I spent some years on medications, like so
many people these days, for just over 2 years I have been off medications. It is hard to have a flaw you can’t control
you can only mitigate its effect on your life, but I have found ways to work
through the dark days.
So let’s look at what depression looks like for me this
week; my mother died suddenly 6 months ago and I worry a lot about my dad, his
elderly dog passed away a few days ago, and we are getting sent overseas to Korea
with the military for 2 years - -lots of big things to deal with not to mention
the little things of everyday life with teens. I find myself battling that tired achy
feeling, I have learned over the years this isn’t a bug or germ manifesting in
me there is no reason to go to bed and wait to get better. In the past that was
what I did, but that can take months and no real sickness arrives just more
lethargy. Inactivity feeds on itself and you can end up in bed for a long time, that is how depression sneaks back into your life. What would help is going to the gym, get feel good hormones flowing
and get sweaty – but I am not there yet. For the last 2 days I have pushed on
through the fog and exhausted feelings to get stuff done and so far I still
have my head above water, my face is sometimes covered in tears but I am
pressing on.
I have gone out to my volunteer job this week, and took the
kids to an art exhibit. Today laundry is getting done and dinner is in the
works. The final push really is that trip to the gym, it makes all the
difference for my mood – even when I cry while I work out, hey it happens!!
When I was young it seemed I could just cry it all out then move on, but I have
found that in this decade tears lead to more tears. Let’s hope I get to the
gym, and turn the corner.
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