One of the hardest things for me to deal with when I'm depressed is when people ask me what's wrong.
Granted, the person in question is my husband, but he's not the first one to ever ask me this question when I've admitted to being depressed before.
Many people don't understand. Sometimes there is absolutely nothing wrong in a person's life when they're dealing with depression.
Other times...it's everything. Everything is wrong. And you know it's not really everything, it's just your perspective about everything...but that doesn't change your perspective, it just makes the depression worse because you feel it's your own damn fault. Which isn't true, and you know it's not true, but you can't convince yourself to FEEL that it's not true.
Because sometimes life is hard, other people fail you, things don't go as planned and everything you had all figured out suddenly needs to be rearranged and you have to start all over again. I guess better now than twenty years from now.
On the bright side, I have finished my re-write of my second novel. And my re-edit. I'm not ready to re-release the first two novels yet. I'm still frustrated with CreateSpace but I'll get it figured out. So...I'm going to let those two novels sit while I see how much of the third I can get hammered out before I need to shift gears in my life.
I just needed to vent. Thanks for reading.
Hope you all have a good week.
Much love.
p.s. I'm also very itchy. idk if it's the depression or if I'm having an allergic reaction to life
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