The last eight days have been seriously rough. Last week I was in the worst depressive episode I’ve had in months. It was hard to get out of bed every day. It was hard to do anything, like be a normally functioning adult. I felt really bad emotionally and physically.
Luckily I have some people in my life who understand and were there for me. They sat with me and watched TV when that was all I could do. They talked with me and cheered me up as much as they could. They gave me excuses to get out of the house when I wouldn’t have on my own. Things seemed like they were getting better for a few days and then I fell back down the rabbit hole again. This all on top of not feeling well physically.
The thing is that I know myself better and I’m able to manage my depression better than I used to do. I know what I can do to help myself even though it is still hard. I know there is a light at the end of the tunnel. All of this doesn’t make it easier really, it just means I’m better equipped.
I’m coming back slowly, feeling a little better both mentally and physically. That should be obvious just by the fact that I’m blogging!
Depression will continue to knock me down from time to time, but don’t count me out. I’m just working my way back.