This week I felt like I have depression. It's odd how much harder this seems after some weeks of not feeling like it at all.
For so long, having depression was just a fact of how I existed. It wasn't good, but really I was so much in survival mode that I hardly noticed. Now, when I have a week where I really feel it, really notice it, it's horrible. I am feeling a bit better today, thankfully. It's scary to have a tough week because it feels a lot like, oh boy, here we go again. Now that I have been out of the bottom for awhile, I have zero desire to go back there and anything that makes me feel like I might is hard to take. It's hard to keep perspective. It's a leap of faith that things are actually better and to believe that one bad day, or one bad week, won't lead to another and another and another. It's a leap of faith to believe that the tools I have acquired won't let me down, that they will work. It's a leap of faith to believe, really believe, that I am stronger, that I am going to be ok.
It often feels like leaping into the abyss. I don't really know what will happen, how things will turn out. All I know is things turning into depression, risk-taking turning out badly, being unhappy etc... It's really hard to keep trying and believing I will be ok, that things are not going to turn out the way they used to. Some days I think I have taken that leap of faith. Other days, not so much.
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