This weekend I sat with my phone opened to Facebook, my fingers poised over the keyboard to post something.
It was hard to come up with something.
I was going through a deep depression.
I wanted to tell people what I was going through. I wasn’t asking for help, or for anyone to do anything.
I just wanted people to know that I was hurting.
After many attempts I came up with:
“Today was a rather blue day”
I hit post and moved on and slogged through the weekend.
This bought snuck up on me. I didn’t realized that I was depressed until I recognized the individual signs. Not looking after myself, a near constant fatigue, random aches and pains, headaches, restlessness, apathy.
In all that, the only thing I could think to do was to let people know. Maybe a sign of progress because normally I’m not one to reach out when things get bad.
I’ll get through it.
I always do.