If It Ever Gets That Bad (What People With Depression Want You To Know)

Everyone who has battled with depression has their own analogy for it and for me, it’s drowning. I’ve been riding high and dry the last few years but after Baby Grouch Number Two was born, I was swiftly sucked out to sea in a riptide. It happened quickly, a sharp jerk that startled and surprised me. Because, we’re always surprised when it comes back, aren’t … Continue reading If It Ever Gets That Bad (What People With Depression Want You To Know)

The Accidental Marathoner

Originally posted on A Morning Grouch:
I have two Mes. Real me is caring and giving and kind.  Real me is never bored, because there is always someone to love or something to create or something to enjoy.  Real Me relishes weekends, family, friends and manically pursuing hobbies.  Real Me even loves horribly gray days and days when the basement floods and days when a baking dish explodes in the kitchen because… Continue reading The Accidental Marathoner

Broken Machinery

The floor is lined with well-oiled machines. They are gleaming models, producing perfect products. They hum, whir, purr.   Smile.   They are lustrous, polished instruments with safety valves releasing steam, and automatic shut-offs. They are controlled and efficient.   But one machine is not like the rest. A single rusty clunker, worn out, broken down, wearing thin. It screeches, bangs, clanks.   Snarls.   … Continue reading Broken Machinery

Paper Fetish

Everyone has something peculiar they enjoy.  Some hobby, some craft, some chore, some strange cuisine, some type of entertainment.  Something.  Weird.  At least I think they do.  Anyone who isn’t boring does, I guess. I have a paper fetish.  I’m infatuated with paper.  I love combining colors and patterns into pleasing designs.  When I scrapbook I create paper art with the addition of the faces I love. … Continue reading Paper Fetish

Depression is Analogous to Treading Water

Depression is hard to explain to those who haven’t experienced it firsthand. People who are lucky enough to not understand it often brush it off, and expect the depressed to just, “snap out of it”.  There’s no limp, no rash, no wheezy cough.  It’s an invisible ailment.  The disease is misunderstood and has a negative stigma and it can be embarrassing to admit you have mental health condition. … Continue reading Depression is Analogous to Treading Water

The Accidental Marathoner

I have two Mes. Real me is caring and giving and kind.  Real me is never bored, because there is always someone to love or something to create or something to enjoy.  Real Me relishes weekends, family, friends and manically pursuing hobbies.  Real Me even loves horribly gray days and days when the basement floods and days when a baking dish explodes in the kitchen because there is always so much more to be … Continue reading The Accidental Marathoner