A bit about me
I will have spent the majority of my adult life in varying degrees of clinical depression. Never cured, often medicated, managing and somehow muddling through.
I never used to talk about it but lately I find myself happy to share this nugget of information with anyone who cares to hear it. I'm not trying to make people accept me by ramming it down their throats. I simply want to be understood.
I've often thought and attempted to keep a journal but I really hate writing - that is, I hate the physical act of writing with a pen or pencil etc.
Literally. Hate. Writing.
My hands hurt and the words flow too quickly. So I often end up with a scrawled mess in my notebook which I hate even more than life itself. My hands have been sore for years. Probably from all the marathon knitting and crocheting in my 30's - one of many unexpected legacies of being a clinically depressed insomniac with chronic pain (did I not mention I have chronic back pain?). What do you do when you can't sleep - well you make stuff! What else?
Maybe this is the way to go. Who knows. But there's only one way to find out, right? So, I'm going to try my hand at journaling via a blog for a while.
I never used to talk about it but lately I find myself happy to share this nugget of information with anyone who cares to hear it. I'm not trying to make people accept me by ramming it down their throats. I simply want to be understood.
I've often thought and attempted to keep a journal but I really hate writing - that is, I hate the physical act of writing with a pen or pencil etc.
Literally. Hate. Writing.
My hands hurt and the words flow too quickly. So I often end up with a scrawled mess in my notebook which I hate even more than life itself. My hands have been sore for years. Probably from all the marathon knitting and crocheting in my 30's - one of many unexpected legacies of being a clinically depressed insomniac with chronic pain (did I not mention I have chronic back pain?). What do you do when you can't sleep - well you make stuff! What else?
Maybe this is the way to go. Who knows. But there's only one way to find out, right? So, I'm going to try my hand at journaling via a blog for a while.
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