Blogging thoughts as we head into a new year. What now?
The world is an odd place, full of wonder but also contradictions. I often struggle to reconcile the two elements of our environment. Musings allow me to state the obvious (which I may not have realized until now), rant, get on my soapbox, and realize the more I learn today, the less I will be wrong tomorrow.
“I see a lot of fog and a few lights. I like it when life’s hidden. It gives you a chance to imagine nice things, nicer than they are.” — Ben Hecht
One of the many joys of having dogs is waking up and taking them out first thing in the morning. This day we enjoyed a quiet walk in the fog and misty rain. I’ve always enjoyed this weather. It adds a sense of calm and serenity to our surroundings. Noise disappears in the mist, and as we walk along, it even silences the crunch of dry leaves beneath our feet.
After all the recent celebrities committing suicide in the last few months, I’ve been thinking of my personal battles with depression and anxiety. I never suffered from depression growing up. An introvert? Definitely, but my bouts of depression and anxiety only occurred in the last few years. I consider myself lucky as I’ve never been diagnosed with anything worse than moderate clinical depression. Personally I categorize my episodes as “melancholy”, a persistent sense of sadness or mourning without an obvious reason. But knowing what that feels like makes me empathize who suffer from severe depression or anxiety. To imagine what depths of despair severe depression sufferers must sink to consider death a preferable alternative frightens me to remain vigilant against this problem. I’ve developed a few “home” remedies to help keep my head above water. These do not replace known solutions (therapy, medication, etc.) but for me form a daily routine to keep my personal melancholy “demons” at bay. If you find yourself with your own set of devils on your shoulder, maybe something here will work for you.
Was walking today and noticed two kids meeting for the first time at a playground.. Within five minutes they were running around and playing together, laughing and enjoying themselves. A…