Well Dern!!
What are we gonna do to get you out of this Mimi? This is not good, we need our Mimi feeling better!...love, dee
(my house looks like a cyclone hit it, we still got trash that needs to go out from the open housse, but I am getting ready to take it out now) I'm gonna send you a pm, that might help...
This always makes me laugh though!
Enjoy, MissMimi!
Hi MissMimi, I am new to this (as of last night when I couldn't sleep), your poem was beautifully written...the core of depression, not caring, and then the guilt of not caring. You are not alone, depression is not new to me or my family, but I learned this. After 72 hours in a psychiatric hospital for not caring anymore, for not being able to cope with life seeming like a ferris wheel where I, required to jump on a seat as it was revolving, was unable to....this is what I found. Pick two things you want to do everyday. Very small things that will make you feel accomplished. (I picked reading the newspaper and taking my anti-depressants). On a bad day, if that's all I do, then I've done enough. I've accomplished my goals. Reading the paper is a pleasure for me, taking my meds are necessary; which by the way, once they got them right, they gave me a new lease on life. Is that a possibility for you? There were countless days I sat in the parking lot of my work, sobbing, not wanting to go in....then turning around and going home and hiding on the covers. It's called depression, and it's real. It's not something you can talk yourself out of. But remember this, life goes on whether we are here or not, so let the laundry pile up, and the dishes, and on those days, just do your two things, and crawl back in bed. Give yourself permission. And possibly, look into meds. I take 45 mg. of Celexa, 75 mg. of Wellbutrin. Will take them for life, but they have given me back my life.
Sorry this is so long, but I feel your pain. Also, I just wrote my first blog, called Shades of Gray. I wish I could give you a hug. I am so sorry.
renaedarlene