Don’t be the jailer for your own prison
Sometimes I forget that depression was my constant companions for years.
The last few months have been stressful and my surgery didn’t help. I’m not good at inactivity and boredom. So there have been a few “rumblings”.I learned from the past that for me, it means confronting any low mood immediately. For me, that means facing it head on. I’m right back on track now.
But those rumblings reminded me what depression feels like, what some of you still deal with. And I don’t want to forget that. I want to remember. Otherwise I will become insensitive to those who struggle is still very real.
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