[Michah]

Ah Depression....with a capital D,

The great and insidious foe, the master of disguise. It slips past the line of enduring melancholia on to a whole different platform. It is the morning you wake up and say to yourself "Well I knew this was going to happen, even if I denied it the whole way. O well, welcome my familiar friend and foe. How did you slip in when I wasn't watching? Do you love me this much to pay me a visit? Could you not have come until I was feelings stronger and not in as much physical pain? Couldn't you have just waited until I have the strength to have a proper conversation, polite discourse? For you are not welcome......."

But it would be unwise for me to think that it is listening, so I will provide a comfy seat and a cup of tea and a warm hug and tell it it will all be okay and try not to sigh in resignation and fear. I will keep telling myself that it will pass and people love me.......I love me. I have good shrinks and cognitive skills galore.

Yet........

I am desperately uncomfortable at its stifling proximity, no matter how much I know its face.

And I think of a quote....

"Rise and Rise again....
.......until Lambs become Lions....."

And I stretch the pain out of my body and forgive this rheumatic disfunction and accept Depression with a capital D. I breathe and I cry and I be grateful for the small things.......and that is all I can do.

Michah

[susan888]

It's the unwelcome visitor that chooses to visit when you are trying so desperately to deal with the other issues that life has dealt you. (and doing a pretty good job of it). It can sneak into your head on a day when you think you are dealing with life just fine...and knock you flat on your *****. Turn you into a totally different person that you were yesterday...a person that just wants to pull the blankets over her head and be left alone....a person that just wants to hide from the world...

[shaggy dog]

No matter how good I feel, I realize depression is like a snake in the grass ready to bite. It makes feel-good songs bittersweet and sads songs an excruciating experience. It is a great robber of a good nights sleep. It doubles me over in anguish till I'm ready to slam my head into a wall. And no matter my coping skills the sting and realization of yet another episode seems to make me forget them all. It is a great equalizer to feeling on top of the world and careens me to the very pits. Oh well such is the battle I sometimes wage. shaggy

[SophiaG]

When depression knocks, it is usually trying to tell us that whatever we are doing isnt working...

((((( Michah )))))