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I am not typically a holiday person. My socially phobic nature would have me out of costume at Halloween, staying in New Year’s Eve, and away from the crowds on the Fourth of July if it weren’t for a wife who drags me out.
Somehow, this all changes at Christmas. Instead of dragged down, I’m somehow energized by it. I love everything about it. My winter doldrums and seasonal affective disorder always lifts for a few weeks, until it comes crashing back down each January.
A thousand apologies for my light posting of late. My work among the sick and infirm has cut deeply into my writing and pondering time. However, I will post as I am able. In the mean time, here is a treasure trove of great stuff from around the blogging world for your enjoyment. Read the rest of this entry »
Mental Health blogs come in two different varieties, both of which appeal to me personally, as someone who lives with Major Depression, I do relate to those who are suffering through the same or similar issues. My sidebar tends to focus on social phobia, anxiety and depression for this reason. The internet can be a wonderful support group. The professionals, on the other hand, are great just for their wisdom and productive advice. They are of necessity more general, as blogs could never, ever substitute for working face to face, but they give me insight into the mind and discuss research, evidence and controversy.. In the end, I follow both. Here are a few of the ones that really spoke to me and offer sage advice besides. Read the rest of this entry »
It’s here again and back on schedule. This week I’ve got emotion, fear and stigmatization on the mind, parables, heaven and hell and success for the soul and whoopee cushions, spleens and lots and lots of protein for the body, to name just a few. So without further delay I present especially for you, the reader, the creme de la creme of the internet I happened to have stumbled across surfing the internets- Read the rest of this entry »
(A note- Please don’t worry, I am not psychotic, not really hearing voices. I am just referring to the automatic thoughts and inward conversation we all have, even when we are unaware that we are doing it.)
I am starting to feel it now. I am tired.
I am tired of politics. I am tired of people talking at other people. I am tired of trying to reach the unreachable. I am tired of doing things I usually enjoy. This is the world of depression and I fear it is creeping back. I am tired of blog shouting matches. I am tired of others condemning others who condemn them back. I am tired of man’s inhumanity to man. I am tired of writing. I even sucked the joy out of the Olympics in my last post. I am tired of fear and its ugly effect on people. I am tired of writing. I am tired of trying to wrestle out the beautiful, praiseworthy, and good report out of what I find, what I read, and what I write.
The voice is getting loud. The voice is a pessimist. It finds fault with anything I do. I can’t write anything because it will not be good enough. There is nothing worth writing. There is just weariness. A while back John D. at storied mind wrote about how creativity has at times burst him out of depression. All I feel right now is depression stamping out creativity.