The last few days were icky. Mom woke up with a high fever and chills, and spent Dad’s birthday in the hospital. She just emailed me and said she’s going home tomorrow (on my birthday). Best birthday gift.
My depression reared its ugly head last Thursday and is only now calming down (It’s Tuesday). I tried to fight against it but it’s hard. I’m back at work and feeling better. It’s such a terrible illness – often comes out of nowhere, but usually I can figure out now what triggers it. Work triggered it this time and then mom’s illness clearly kept it around.
A distant cousin passed away last week from addiction and mental illness. The more I talk about my depression with my family, the more people I realize also suffer from anxiety and depression in my distant relatives. It kinda helps me not blame myself, but usually I blame myself anyway. I wonder if that will ever stop.
The good news? I’m on the upward trajectory now!
