Going Down, Down, Down..

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Now where did your minds go when you read that title? Unfortunately this blog isn’t about that. It’s more or less about dealing with anxiety and depression. Yes. I have both, and yes, I see a therapist as well as take medication to try and stabilize myself. However, it’s not a perfect fix, it never is. I still have down days, things get rough for me, and all I want to do is crawl into bed and hide under my blanket until I feel a bit more “normal”.

Normal. That’s funny isn’t it?

I’ve always been a fairly anxious person, pretty much as far back as I can remember anyway. I remember hiding my bed as a child and worrying about something I said months prior. Nowadays, I tend to get stressed out pretty quickly, and when I do, my mind finds things to worry about.. almost obsessively. Finances, my daughter’s sports/camp, work, friends, my chores. You name it, and I’m dwelling on it. This is the main reason I started talk therapy, which really seems to help.

However, I also deal with depression. Most days I function completely normally, hell, sometimes I don’t even notice it. Then other days (usually after having a string of anxiety-filled-days) it’s like I’m in a deep hole. Honestly, that’s the best way to describe it. It’s like being stuck in a deep, dark hole, and in my case, I know it’s depression, I realize my life isn’t horrible, and I realize whatever I’m throwing around inside of my head isn’t really a life-ending-you can’t do anything right-kind of thing, but I still can’t climb out of that damn hole. It’s so hard to explain it to people. Sometimes it changes too. Sometimes it’s a pity party for one, where I’m just feeling helpless after what I’ve been through (Crohns, Abuse, Divorce, Single Parenting). Sometimes it’s a creeping helpless feeling about things I’m worried about in the future… because my brain thinks that obviously I can’t do it/take care of it.

It’s infuriating. Having both anxiety and depression feels like your brain is trying to tear you in half. “If you don’t get out of bed and start working on this, we’ll fall behind, and then we won’t make the deadline” “Wait! Why even try? You know it’ll just get screwed some how and you’ll get your hopes up for nothing.” So you lay in bed berating yourself to get up, yet telling yourself to not bother. I want to tear my hair out just thinking about it.

I guess what really matters to me, is that I get through it no matter what. I have my good days and my bad days, but I always come out standing, and I make sure that everything is good in my daughter’s little world. I know I’ll make it through, and I know I can do it. It’s just the actually process of fighting through it that gets me.

So here I am, having a rough couple of days. I know it’ll pass eventually, and my outlook will be better. For the meantime, I just wanted to post something, just in case someone else reads it and finds that they can relate.. so maybe someone else doesn’t feel quite so alone.

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