![]() ![]() In fact, I had been dealing with chronic back pain that made sitting and focusing on anything difficult, but it didn’t matter. Then I remembered what happened the last time I’d felt so low… When things had been hopeless, I wrote. It was tough to imagine things getting much worse. Here I was, trying to build a ladder to climb out of the hole I was in and all of a sudden I find my tools broken and unusable. ![]() So, yeah, I was starting to get a little worried. Maybe because, for depression and stuff, I’d always relied on mindfulness meditation… and being mindful was only making me realize just how miserable I really felt. In the last few months, meditation wasn’t doing so hot anymore. What *did* help, more than any sort of therapy or medication, anyway, was meditation. Sometimes – hell, many times, I suppose – that stuff works for people. And yes, I’ve done all the things a person is supposed to do… the therapy, the medication, etc. That’s not really anything new I’ve had issues with depression and anxiety for much of my life. On the bright side, I’ve recently learned (well, re-learned) an important lesson.įor the last few months, I’ve been dealing with some fairly serious depression. When I do have a minute, I usually work on a bit of fiction… I’m horribly behind on about ten different projects and, if you’re waiting for one or more of them, I apologize. I haven’t had the time to write like I should. I haven’t been in the best head space lately. Things have been a bit weird lately, and not always in a good way. ![]()
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