If depression is biting you in the butt you need to stand up so it can't reach you. Of course it means the backs of your knees are at risk but if you walk around it won't be able to get a good grip. On second thought, I think I'm mistaking depression with Jack Russel Terriers.

Depression Spiral:
Every time you tell yourself you are depressed you put yourself in the position of not wanting to be wrong. So you figure out how to become more depressed to show you are really depressed and right in your assumptions. Then when you try to analyze why you feel so bad you decide it is because you are depressed. And you hate to be wrong so you really do become more depressed...
See where this is going?
Break the spiral. Our way of thinking has been sneaking up on us since childhood. It is habit now to see the cruddy side of everything and to personalize all the bad stuff going on around us. When we first started feeling down we looked around and tried to find exterior reasons for feeling the way we did. Sometimes the finding took a bit of a stretch but after a while we got used to attributing the most bizarre things to justify our feelings, " I knew it was going to be cloudy and gloomy today because I didn't turn off my porch light last night!" (Sounds far-fetched but I'll bet anybody who has been dealing with depression longer than two years could come up with something as silly from their own experience!) Nudging a depressed person and telling them to "cheer up" is a good way to get bruised ribs. I'm not telling you to cheer up, you'll have to do that yourself. I'm suggesting that maybe things aren't as horrifying as they all seem; put things in perspective. You got dressed today without wearing your clothes backwards, you didn't sing the Oscar Meyer song over and over on the bus, and you avoided buying an airplane. Sound like a successful day to me.

You found a way to have love in your life. I am happy for you.

Turn off the Fundies and find yourself a fellowship of like-minded souls. Put a rainbow sticker on your car.
And remember this about your Walk when you feel the world is slipping from your grasp: we are to be the Fishers of Men, not the Keepers of the Aquarium. As the Great Prophet Nelson said in Garden Party: You can't please everyone; you've got to please yourself.

Find a balance.



NEVER drink Red Bull and Cafe Americano together. My fingers are hoarse from typing.