depression, Diary

Sunday Sunday

A mixed bag of a weekend. Highs and lows. Bloody depression, you think you are doing great and then wallop here we go again. No where near as bad as it was but I didn’t go to the dinner, I just couldn’t bring myself to go.

I also have to stop being so bloody sensitive. I asked a question today and felt about an inch tall at the reply I got.  I know I can take things to heart but it was the way the reply was made. I felt like an awful eejit and had to force myself to stay in the place because I knew I’d regret it if I left.

On the plus side Lucy was home for the weekend which is always lovely. Our village drawing project has also started which I love being part of. There are some very talented artists in the group and they are so generous with their time. They were showing me how to measure things in art yesterday, I don’t really get it but I’m trying. It’s at times like this that I think I have ADHD, if something comes easily to me all well and good but when it doesn’t I lose interest, I will try though because I love art.

We’ll see what the coming week holds for me, I have counselling on Tuesday, a new counsellor and in a strange way I’m looking forward to it. I’m hoping to tackle being oversensitive – about time too.

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1 thought on “Sunday Sunday”

  1. I’m sorry to hear you are struggling, but also glad to hear you did what was right for you. I know exactly- well maybe not exactly- but I can relate to the frustrations of when things are going well, and depression decided to make a house call. It can be frustrating, demoralizing and aggravating as Hell. I’m glad your enjoying your classes, and no, looking forward to therapy does not sound strange. No matter how hard mine is, I always look forward to it because it can give me a new or better perspective, and working through stuff is a step forward. I have also found I can keep telling myself something in my head, or ask myself those questions, but something happens when I speak them out loud, I’m sure a different part of the brain is activated, so things become clearer. Pat yourself on the back for taking care of you. I also wrote a blog post today- mind you its dumping down buckets here, and more is coming..i think I may need to be like Winnie the Pooh, and collect my honey pots and climb up to a higher branch on the tree 🙂 Take good care of yourself, if I was there I would give you a warm blanket and a nice cup of tea. Hang in there, know you are not alone, and I’m here if I can help in any way ❤

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