depression

Doubt

Confession: It’s a good thing I joked about coming off antidepressant meds while I still could—while it was fuzzy and funny. I wasn’t laughing two weeks later. I thought I was losing my mind. But I’d rather not think about that so much now—only say hence, six blog posts in three weeks. I can’t write when […]

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Falling

I am in the middle of a story about my experience with seasonal depression. Begin at the beginning right here. ***** Heading into winter 2010-2011, I tried hard to keep things upbeat. I meant to use my lamp. I really did. But I didn’t start until I crashed into a black weekend—Thanksgiving. I tried fitting

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Déjà vu

I am in the middle of a story about my experience with seasonal depression. Begin at the beginning right here. ***** Spring came, and I felt fine. Life moved on. Life was good. But I encountered some really low times, and they got worse. Seemed like each January I bottomed out, though there was always

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Opening lines

Confession: Um. I have a propensity toward seasonal depression. The fancy word for it is SAD—Seasonal Affective Disorder—an elaborate way of saying I have trouble handling winter. My body and mind react to the lack of sunlight in the winter months, resulting in varying levels of despondency. I hate this bent in myself. I want

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