it seems a lot of folks who spill their guts in their blogs are depressed. or have been depressed. or are suffering from depression. or are medicated. or are in remission. it is something i share (in terms of the disease) yet something i don’t really talk about (in terms of sharing my experiences). been there, done that, better, but just hanging on. i have reasons to live, now, which makes things a little easier, but i have the disease. if i don’t think about it, i don’t consider medication an option in my current state. if i don’t think about it, i don’t worry that Punkin will suffer with this disease. if i don’t think about it, i don’t consider the prospect of el Jefe’ being a single parent.
Heather featured this article from the Times-Picayune today. it hit me as hard as Scott Adam’s Good News Day.
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