I decided this year to try taking an increased dose of medication for the dreary months of the year. Glad to report that I definitely noticed a difference. For the first time in several years these few months have not been especially discouraging for me. My son however has not been as fortunate. He is bored and stir crazy. I understand exactly how he feels. Winter is hard. I can’t begin to describe how relieved I am to NOT be depressed. Unfortunately, my son is so there is no escaping the winter blues completely. Hopefully, I can figure it a way to get him out more. I saw that dispondansy in my friend’s child today too. I only hope I can encourage and help her recognize the seriousness of the situation. A child in crisis is nothing to ignore. Certainly a little extra love is never wasted anyway. Just being there helps.
I feel not so much a storm as a little shower of emotional rain. My mind is filled to the brim with thoughts and trying not to go batty trying to sort them through on my own. Then I start feeling isolated as I have no one to talk to. I have therapy next week so I will talk then for sure. It’s not even anything bad; it’s just so full I am thinking out loud. That never bothered me before, but now I am feeling unsteady. I have talked to myself my whole life. I am certainly not going to stop now, but it feels like a gateway to the enemy deceiving me all over again. He can disguise his voice to sound like anyone else. So if my thoughts are out loud, I’m Vulnerable. I miss my friends. I have a few here and there . I miss lighthearted fun. I am just waiting for God to pull the curtain on this season and to start to feel more like myself again. I’m not asking God for anything He doesn’t want me to have, I just need to get through this little shower. I know God still has things for me to d...
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