This is the absolute truth! I have experienced this first hand!

This is the absolute truth! I have experienced this first hand!

First, I want to say that this will NOT stop the depression, nor will it cure it. These are just things that I do when I get depressed to ease the discomfort of depression.

Second, I want to say that these are NOT a replacement for medication. I do these in addition to my medication.

Third, I want to say that if you are not seeking the help of a professional psychiatrist (not a medical doctor), you are missing out on the proper treatment for your condition.

I am NOT A DOCTOR, COUNSELOR,  OR PSYCHIATRIST. I don’t think I can stress this enough. I am just a person who suffers with bouts of depression.

These are things that I do to help ease the suffering of depression. They are not in any particular order, just how I thought of them.

  • Practice a belly laugh – This is a laugh that comes from the belly and out of the mouth. It’s much harder than you think! Go ahead! Try it right now. Do you feel silly? Yes? Did it make you want to laugh for real? Yes? That is what it’s supposed to do. Help you to laugh for real.
  • I do exercise. My particular kind of exercise is yoga, but I’m told any exercise will do. I have heard of people doing Tai Chi, also. These are slow movements that are easy on the body. Don’t get the wrong idea! They WILL make you sweat!
  • Put encouraging signs throughout the house. These are those cute sayings that float around the net. “You can do whatever you put your mind to!”, “A smile is never a waste of energy, you never know who will smile back!” or whatever helps you to think more positively. I go around the house and read these. I do this on purpose, there is no other use for me to go around the house at this time
  • I put a positive affirmation as a desktop on my computer. Yes, I have argued with it, but it still stays the same.
  • I put a beautiful scene as a desktop on my computer. This scene has to be one that makes me feel good. If it just makes you comfortable, find one that makes you smile inside!
  • I call a friend and give a report of how I’m doing inside. This way I can see if I’ve made any progress through the depression. It doesn’t matter if they want to hear it or not, once you say something like, “The weather inside is cold with a bit of muted sun.” They will want to know what you’re talking about!
  • I do my best to talk to two people every day about how their life is going. This gets my thoughts onto something besides my depression.

Next time you’re feeling down and out (before depression starts) try these and see what they do for you. I have found that forcing myself to do these things while going into depression and during depression eases my suffering and shortens the length of the depression.

As usual, I would love to hear what your thoughts are and how you feel about this post!


Big Boy and I broke up about a week ago…  Before you go because you think this is a whiny post, give me a chance…

I have found the death of one relationship opens me up to a better one.

I have found the death of one relationship opens me up to a better one.

Mourning the loss of a relationship, whether it from a break up or death, is difficult. I went into the sadness of the break up thinking, once again, that life will stop for my broken heart (stolen from some country song…), but, just like in the song, it didn’t. The sun still came up, mama still needed care, and life went on.

I had to get up and take care of things.

I was angry with him for a while, but realized being angry with him would do nothing but raise my blood pressure. I’m learning to allow myself to feel whatever I feel and continue to move on with my life.

Do I miss him? Of course I do! Am I cold for breaking up with him over a lack of communication? I’ll let you decide that for yourself. Just remember, I’m not talking about a normal lack of communication. I’m talking about him not taking my calls or calling me back. I’m talking about an entire week of not hearing anything from him. Should I have waited longer than a week? Again, I’ll let you decide.

I’m grateful to him. This lack of communication forced me to look at what I need in a relationship and what I want in the man I’m with. He’s a great guy and I wish him the best, but this break up has been a boon to me. Let me explain.

You see, I was crying about losing him and how “my life was over”. Something from deep within me said, “Why is your life over? Do you truly NEED a man in your life in order to live?”

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I thought about that question for a long time and realized I was okay even if I didn’t have a man in my life. So, here I am. I’m figuring out how to do all those things that other single women do every day. I’m learning that grass grows every day and needs to be mowed more that sporadically. I’m learning that one must eat whether they feel like cooking or not.

I’ve made some proactive changes, as well. I’ve started doing yoga for exercise and I’ve spoken to people about how I feel and what I’m thinking.

I hope you let me know what you think about this post or any part of it. I would really like to hear from you!

How I write a blog post

Posted: June 11, 2015 in Uncategorized

Growing up

Growing up is being honest. I thought I knew what that meant. Until recently, I thought I was honest. I tell the truth, I do what I say I will do, and I do my best to avoid confrontation. In this way, I keep from getting angry and saying things I don’t mean. I found out that being honest includes these other things, too. I have wants, needs, feelings and character. I don’t always share these things with the people closest to me. This is dishonest.

Becoming Honest

I have, recently, become more like myself around those that are closest to me. Some are accepting it without too much problem. Others are “worried” about me not being myself anymore.

Little Miracles

Posted: June 9, 2015 in Family
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You have to weather the storm to find the silver lining.

You have to weather the storm to find the silver lining.

No, I’m not talking about children. I just wanted to get that out of the way. Yes, I believe children are little miracles, but that’s not what this particular blog is about. This particular blog is about the little miracles in my life recently. Yes, I believe in miracles. I didn’t used to, but my Higher Power has shown me different. Let me explain…

In the midst of the storm…

For the last several months, I have barely been able to keep body and soul together, as they say. We were completely broke, I mean zero money, after the bills were partially paid. Prayer became my “bread of life”.

The first thing I want to tell you about is I forgot to pay the water bill last month. Yes. It completely slipped my mind. The water company, wanting their money, reminded me it was due or they would shut it off. It was nice of them to give me five days to do this. I wasn’t expecting any money for another two weeks.

The miracle!

Big boy gave me the money to pay our water bill. What a miracle that was! I couldn’t believe he had the extra money to do that!

The second thing I wanted to tell you about is mama wanting all these healthy (and expensive) foods. Yes, these foods she wants are healthy and would improve our health, but we can’t afford them. Anyway, I didn’t realize that two months ago and I bought these foods for her. We ran out of grocery money long before any money was expected to come in. I wound up not eating for nearly a week to keep food in the house for her. The next month, I bought less of them and let her know we couldn’t afford any more of them. I still had to go hungry for several days. This month, we are not buying anything expensive. We have to have food in the house for the whole month, not just part of it!

The next thing I want to tell you about is the truck. Our only transportation. Yes, you guessed it! It broke down, sort of… Let me explain. It would run just fine, once I got it started. However, I had to get a jump start to get it started. I had someone tell me it was the alternator (whatever that is!). I had someone else tell me it was the battery. How was I (a mechanical ignoramous) supposed to know which one it was? I never did figure that out.

The Miracle!

I called a friend and asked her to drive me around for all the errands I had to do and she said she would. I had the battery tested. It was a bad battery. My friend took me from store to store looking for the least expensive battery I could find. She is such a doll! She, also, took me around to pay all the bills I couldn’t pay online! What a great friend!

The last thing I’m going to whine about is Code Enforcement. They came by and told me I had a week to get my lawn mowed or they would give me a ticket. That is on top of the ticket I already have to pay from when I got pulled over last month! I couldn’t afford that, so I took out my lawn mower and we mowed a soaked lawn, through mud holes and all. Now, my lawn is mowed and the yard is dried out.

The Miracle!

I mowed my entire yard on two tanks of gas in my mower. Usually, I have to fill it three or four times when the grass is dry enough to mow. Somehow, with the grass wet and the mower working harder than it has in several years, I only used two tanks of gas!

These, to me, are small miracles. They brought me through to the point where I can see the end of the storm. I may not be out of it, yet, but I can see the end of it and that makes me smile.

As usual, I want to hear anything you have to say about this. Thank you for taking the time to read my post and, please, let me know your thoughts!

The Ferry

Posted: June 8, 2015 in Uncategorized

I thought you might like a bit of travel on the blog, so here you go!

Del Nolan

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The sun came out to turn our car into an oven and spoil the small bottle of milk that we had brought for our tea. We rolled down the windows to let the cool air and camper-van fumes in, sweating while we eagerly waited for the long line of traffic to edge forward as each vehicle verified with passport control that passengers were who they said they were and ‘illegal immigrants’ weren’t crammed in as tight as commuters on the tube at rush hour, sweltering as their shirt collars and neck ties strangle them, and their collective body heat and deprivation of ventilation inebriates them.

One look at our one litre, two-door car and a brief glance at our passports was enough to satisfy the uniformed lady with the hard stare; one Caucasian female and one Caucasian male, driving a car so small that a litre bottle of sour milk…

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I read this blog today and just had to share it with you.

Sweety’s Day One At Our House.

Wicker basket

Outline Stalled

Posted: June 4, 2015 in Writing
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I got to the middle of the outline and had no more ideas for the coming scenes and sequences. Does this mean the idea isn’t a good one? Or does it mean I need to take a break from it?

I've been working too hard, it's time for a break!

I’ve been working too hard, it’s time for a break!

I think I will take a short break from it and write a few of the scenes. Then, I will return to it.

You know what that means, don’t you? You will get to find out a bit about what is going to happen in the book! Yay!