I imagine standing in line, clutching a doctor’s note that is supposed to relieve me of performing my civic duty. I will be surrounded by strangers, each with their own excuses for why they cannot perform theirs: a job, a … Continue reading A Jury of My Peers
Sometimes I wonder if it’s my own fault when I’m depressed. Shouldn’t I have seen it coming? And if I did, what if I had acted differently to prevent it from getting worse? I shouldn’t have crawled back into bed. … Continue reading Is it My Fault I’m Depressed?
I have a bottle containing five Ativan pills, in case of emergency. There are only five because I am afraid that I might try to overdose if I had a month’s supply. I previously had thirty pills, and I became … Continue reading Sometimes You Need to Take the Ativan
Perfectionism can be a dangerous thing. We use it against ourselves to “prove” that we are not good enough. But there are plenty of reasons why you don’t need to be perfect. Here are just a few: – No one … Continue reading Why You Don’t Need to Be Perfect
Depression reverberates around the room, and I wonder if it is real, or just an echo of last night’s suffering. The depression returns and repeats, like the pressing down of a single key on a piano. Again. And again. And … Continue reading Depression on Repeat