It’s very interesting to me that as long as I’ve written this blog, I can’t ever recall touching on the topic of shame. I say that because shame has been a driving force in my life for as long as I can recall. If I remember correctly, I once heard the difference between guilt and… Read More

I don’t enjoy not doing anything. If I am not doing something I feel is productive, I get very anxious and begin to criticize myself for not knowing what to do. It’s as if I have to be accomplishing something all the time or I’m not happy.… Read More

I’ve had sort of a fascination lately with things that don’t work. Actually, it’s less of a fascination than simply having reality thrust upon me. I wrote here last week about how as much as we would like to believe any dream can come true with enough hard work and perseverance, that sometimes just isn’t… Read More

I had a pretty good day today. Went to church, took three of my kids to the mall, got some Starbucks coffee, and even scored a pretty sweet deal on some Disney Infinity stuff. And now I’m sitting here doing one of my favorite things in life, which is writing not for a paycheck or… Read More

One week ago today, almost at the very hour I am writing this, I was ready to cash in my chips. I could not find the good in anything. Everything seemed pointless. I felt like a burden to everyone around me. I had no hope of ever feeling any better. I was done.… Read More

I think people worry about me a lot. I can’t say I blame them. Heck, I worry about me a lot. I believe the level of worry concerning me rose, however, when I started being more open about my struggles with depression. Again, this is totally understandable. There is no way to sugarcoat a condition… Read More

If you can dream it, you can achieve it… It sounds really nice, doesn’t it? Makes you just want to jump up and seize the day. It’s inspiring, optimistic, and hopeful. It’s also not true.… Read More

If you read yesterday’s post, you undoubtedly noticed that I talked a lot about swimming. The irony of this is that I do not swim. In fact, I do not even know how to swim. I took an adult swimming class several years ago through the local Red Cross, and I was convinced before each… Read More

Although I don’t remember a great deal about it as a whole, there is a scene in the 2000 motion picture The Perfect Storm that has always stuck in my mind. It happens near the end of the film, once the fishing boat Andrea Gail has sunk to the bottom of the sea. George Clooney… Read More

I was on a such a roll, too… After weeks of not having the time (or, quite frankly, the motivation) to post anything new on this blog, I finally find myself with some time off school and a renewed interest in sharing my experiences with depression online again. I had a goal of writing something… Read More