The Good, The Bad and The Ugly

It doesn't matter if the sun is shining or if it is pouring down rain. It can be a good day outside a bad day or an ugly day…makes no difference. Depression and anxiety are a part of my life and I fight it with claws each and every day.

There seems to be neither rhyme nor reason as to when depression rears its ugly head. Today is ugly! It is standing face to face with me and its shadow lingers when I try to walk away.

Depression makes you tired. Too tired to do the laundry or empty the dishwasher. It impedes reading or sensible thinking. If only someone would call. No one calls anymore because text messaging has incarcerated the human race.

Last night I was better so I was reading and I found out something very interesting from the book I am reading called Outliers by Malcolm Gladwell. He writes about a town in Pennsylvania where very few residents have any of the modern day killer diseases. After much research it is decided the townsfolk have so few illnesses because they actually socialize with one another on a daily basis. They talk to one another face to face and live in close knit family groups. I found this both interesting and not at all surprising.

I miss my family. I miss my children. Growing old is tough. It occurred to me…No wonder I’m depressed!

Then I realized…I guess it’s up to me! So, I sent a text to my son and his wife and invited them for dinner. Instant medicine! Beats any pill I've ever taken. They accepted my invite and will be here tomorrow night! A little more energy is creeping in to fill the stagnant void of loss and sadness. I just needed to reach out. Oh, I hope I remember this when it gets bad next time!