Around Christmastime, I felt my depression trying to creep back up to the surface. I proceded to the acupuncturist rapidly to get my bod back in balance. It worked and the tears are no longer boiling just under the surface.
The beauty of this whole blogosphere is the realization, the sharing, the simply knowing I am not the only one out here who battles with the demon named clinical depression. But even beyond that is the fact that we discuss it openly, no longer masking it, hiding it.
Thank you to these wonderful women who help me with their openness about mental illness. It is good to know I am not alone in my battle.
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- patsy
- Have passport, will travel. Am the doting mother of two hound girls. A little too independent for my own good but definitely a single gal living the dream!
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I was rather shocked the first time I read a post on someone else's blog about her depression. I know it's good to talk openly about it, but I can't help but wish that others didn't have to go through it, even though it's nice to know I'm not alone, ya know?
I think I sound crazy. Ah well, it's fitting anyway.
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