Great idea Shell. I had thought about something similar becasue I too noticed that a lot of people here suffer from some sort of mental affliction.
My depression is pretty much 90% manageable now, but I still get down when I don't get any sleep. Considering I'm an insomniac with a 10 month old baby that never sleeps for more than four hours at a time, I am exhausted all of the time. It only really affects me though when I've had absolutely no sleep, and fortunately I manage to get a few hours most nights(and days). The thing I really struggle with right now is the desire to do drugs, because up untill two years ago, when I was depressed I would do drugs. Often times depression would rob me of my energy and I would do drugs to keep me going. Consequently, my mind still immediately thinks of drugs when I get depressed or tired.
I do have an important anniversary coming up soon. My best friend killed himself ten years ago in April, and I know it's going to bum me out. What is it with humans and multiples of fives? The worst part of the whole ordeal was the fact that I was the one who found him after he was dead. I can still see that image as if it happened yesterday, and it haunts me. I can tell you every little detail of what transpired that day, from talking to him in the morning to driving to his cottage to check on him because he was no longer answering his phone(he was dead). It took me about seven years before I was strong enough to even think about it without crying, and right now I feel like I was punched in the chest as I type this.
Great, now I feel like a whiny bitch as I always do when I talk about this stuff.
My depression is pretty much 90% manageable now, but I still get down when I don't get any sleep. Considering I'm an insomniac with a 10 month old baby that never sleeps for more than four hours at a time, I am exhausted all of the time. It only really affects me though when I've had absolutely no sleep, and fortunately I manage to get a few hours most nights(and days). The thing I really struggle with right now is the desire to do drugs, because up untill two years ago, when I was depressed I would do drugs. Often times depression would rob me of my energy and I would do drugs to keep me going. Consequently, my mind still immediately thinks of drugs when I get depressed or tired.
I do have an important anniversary coming up soon. My best friend killed himself ten years ago in April, and I know it's going to bum me out. What is it with humans and multiples of fives? The worst part of the whole ordeal was the fact that I was the one who found him after he was dead. I can still see that image as if it happened yesterday, and it haunts me. I can tell you every little detail of what transpired that day, from talking to him in the morning to driving to his cottage to check on him because he was no longer answering his phone(he was dead). It took me about seven years before I was strong enough to even think about it without crying, and right now I feel like I was punched in the chest as I type this.
Great, now I feel like a whiny bitch as I always do when I talk about this stuff.
Even if the open windows of science at first make us shiver after the cozy indoor warmth of traditional humanizing myths, in the end the fresh air brings vigor, and the great spaces have a splendor of their own - Bertrand Russell
