I want to offer a special thanks to my friends who were concerned about my not blogging. It’s what I needed.
I suffer from chronic depression. Sometimes pretty much okay, sometimes pretty much not okay, sometimes pretty horrible.
If, as Frank Herbert wrote, fear is the mind-killer, then depression is the life eater.
Depression eats your life. Sometimes in big bites and sometimes just in little nibbles. Either way, you suddenly find yourself with less life in your life. The nibbles are the most insidious. I don’t notice what has dropped out of my life and why part of me feels empty.
Your concern and reminders helped me realize what I was missing.
You are good friends and I thank you and appreciate you so very very much.
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Your words make my day, Terri! Hang in there and keep sharing your laughter and smart-a$$ comments. I love them!!!!