Forward Into the Wibbly Wobbly

Wide Awake But Dreaming

Twenty-four hours can see a big change…

Yesterday about this time I was really up and feeling good.  It was sunny, life seemed good.  Last night, however, I started falling into another of my depressions while out enjoying a bout with teammates and by the time I was home I was ready to chuck it all over the balcony–myself included.

So I made a comment on Facebook about this.  I got a lot of sympathy–and one comment from someone who I respect a great deal.  Her comment was to stop letting depression define me because I was allowing it to happen and that I should “bone the fuck up” and move forward.

And it did snap my ass back into shape.

A lot of shit that’s happened to me since the end of last year has been me letting depression get the better of me.  I know the signs, I…

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