The thing about depression and anxiety is that no matter what triggers them, you have to accept them and embrace them as living and breathing and almost as if they are a separate but intrinsically connected division of yourself.
It is the Hap Happiest Time of the Year...I know it is. I just wrote about it last week. But it seems that the beasts within me are very in tune with that and like to challenge it every time I acknowledge my contentment. My happiness is therefore dependent on how responsive Depression and Anxiety are within me.
Sure enough, the nightmares are back this week. Disrupting sleep, and well, just plain invading my life. And with as much as I have going on (the trigger) the absolute last thing I have time for in this life are the anchors which are depression and anxiety. Still here they are. Screaming loud and clear for only me to hear. Last night the dream was so vivid I cried out several times in my sleep and woke up the husband.
It's not fair. And it's just that simple. But it's my cross to bear and I have to figure out how to battle it back just a little while longer, then it can have me for a week or so in January...hear that depression - can you just hold out til then? Actually, let me get through the rest of this fiscal quarter, til I can haul in a good performance review and (fingers crossed) a decent raise for next year. Really need the reprieve buddy. Just a year - please? Pretty please? I'd like to feel happy and enjoyment in my marriage, in my home, in my limited parenting skills...just for a while. I'd like to get just a quick taste of liking my job for just the briefest of moments...you know, to remember what it was like to enjoy working.
Please - just back off a while.I need at least a short period of forgetting what it's like to live with you both. Maybe I'll come to appreciate the grounding in reality that I get from carrying you both around all the time...Maybe then I'll come to want some of the whacky "unreality" of what you want me to believe. But right now - I just want a bit of naivete back. A little bit of "ignorance is bliss"...please. Pretty please.