I still battle depression.
Amidst the daily headache, which is very mild and has only been a constant in my life and not a needle prick in my side.
Amidst the daily routines of Mothering and living.
It hits me hardest from from 2-5 pm.
And in the morning when I awake.
It's dark and cold. A not wanting to be here.
A lack of light and luster, of hope and encouragement.
Some days I have no depression at all. The day ends and I look back at the day and say the "black dog" (as Winston Churchill called it) didn't visit me today and I am grateful. Oh, so grateful.
This morning I went to a Kundalini Yoga Class in Salt Lake and sometimes that dregs up feelings you have to work with.
All I want to say is that anxiety and depression are something that's out there. It may hit you or someone you love. If that ever happens, there is help available. Professional help and I am here. I can help.
Just so you know.
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