Journal Entry for December 30, 2007
Even more depressed and never managed to get back into even this after the holiday... I started crying on the plane back, I'd walked on the great …
is feeling OK
34 year old and counting... something of an oddball from the beginning, but despite what a doctor told me once, I don't think cutting my hair is going to cure the depression somehow! I am trying to keep some passion and interests going, but it's hard doing anything but escapism of various kinds. I used to write a fair amount (short stories, sci-fi, fantasy), now do so less... used to play bass... my back got bad and now I swim less as well and had to give up one of the few sports I did do.
Gobbolino changed their mood to OK 3:47pm
Even more depressed and never managed to get back into even this after the holiday... I started crying on the plane back, I'd walked on the great …
Am feeling unaccountably happy this week. Perhaps yet another repetition of the "what you think influences what you feel" on the …
I've found myself crying at Jackanory this morning. A story about a king who was rich but didn't smile or appreciate the small things …
Not so good.
SORRY to all my friends on here and elsewhere I've been neglecting as my world draws in.
Stress at work and my back's given …
Going to post this on my diary as well as discussion boards in case other folk are interested
I'm an Occupational Therapist by trade, of course I …
just to say like your picture. we all need a bit of Ruskin-esq stuff in our lives.
the outside is highly overated,I'm all for hibernating with a fridge full of unhealthy food,much tobacco,much booze,and piles of movies and computer games....oh and of course plenty of coal for the fire so the cats and dog can toast themslves silly.Glad you're feeling uplifted...enjoy.love Ruth xx.
your sweet, thank you for the hug
thanks for your hug,consider yourself bear hugged back.I had my second appointment with the psychiatrist,very disappointed,in fact for the first time in my life,I have made an official complaint(about him).Not sure where we go from here,but I have no confidence in his approach to me....at least the Efexor are working.I have to say I laughed out loud at your cat abduction story,at least I know I'm not alone in these hysterical and farcical times(I think I've spelt that wrong ho-hum).How are things with you?
Hope all is well with you.
looking back on it I've had depression since I was a child, but only diagnosed at University and haven't been able to shift it ever since. I think it's through being artistic and interesting, if it ever was. I'm holding down a job as an Occupational Therapist, but have kept it secret from my employers after a bad experience in the past, which of course leaves a shadow hanging over you. Pretending to be normal can be a real chew, especially with old scars to conceal. And as for dating...