Depression. It's a silent killer.

[Bassytian]

This season is so hard.
I had a really rough patch in the beginning of November that got worse by drinking too much. It became more for everyday and finally my husband sat me down and we talked. Deep inside I knew I needed daylight and exercise, but my brain convinced me wine worked just as well.
Still fighting with depression and self hatred but the walks are doing wonders and having my daughter hug me clears the darkness.

Listen.
Be there.
Hug.

Keep fighting everyone.
We can do this!

I never started drinking, which shocks me, because I've had plenty of reasons and opportunities to. Ambien was my vice, so I can both relate and not relate to those who drink.

We have to be there for each other, and let others be there for us!

Crowns without Novacaine.

Thanks Bas. Love you.

Love you, too!

 

[Zeppelin1969]

I avoid talking about it -- it's the ultimate turn-off. People just disappear if you ever show vulnerability, or at least me, a straight male.